Snow is such a beautiful thing to me. It falls, the world stills, and everything is covered in a blanket of white, masking the the imperfections of the world. Snow feels clean. It feels refreshing, and it feels healing. It is always a reminder to me of how Jesus has washed me white as snow, and that is the way he sees me. I see my sin, my imperfections, and my failures, but in the eyes of my savior, I am as white and clean as that fluffy, freshly fallen snow. :)
We spent our morning sledding, laughing, making snow angels, and building a snowman while waiting for snow and ice on the roads to melt. Fun was had, friends. I hope I never grow up so much where I quit enjoying the small things in life like playing in the snow. Kid at heart for life. Who's with me?
Do you get snow where you live? Love it or hate it? What's your favorite snow related activity? Happy weekend! XOXO.