Dear World,
I experienced God in a different way yesterday. A beautiful, breath taking, wonderful way. That way can be explained in one word: Snow.
Now some people think snow came from the devil himself, but I don't. I'd never been in real snow before yesterday. It fell in my hair, on my shoulders, in my hands, on my tongue, in my eyelashes... and it fell extremely gently. It floated down from heaven, onto the pure face of my two year old cousin. It caught in her bleach blond eyelashes, and her wispy hair. And the whole time, it was completely and totally, silent. There was no noise but the occasionally joyful laugh of my cousin.
And now today, every surface of this colonial themed house's backyard is covered with 3" of pure white snow. Sitting... peacefully. Covering every surface it could possibly reach, but not hurting a thing. Just, sitting. Waiting.
It's absolutely wonderful. I can't believe this beauty. It's unlike anything I've ever experienced.
Thank you Father for this!
Now please let me go back to my California sun. Where I can tan in december and where shorts and a tank top all year long.
In Him,
Maddie
