Outside it is really cold.
And wet
And nasty.

But it is beautiful.
All covered in white and the snowflakes continue to come down.
And I wish that I was out there.
Snapping pictures and shaping snowballs.
And maybe even make a snow angel or two.
Rather than in here in my concrete classroom without a window.

Because snow does that.
It makes ugly and miserable inviting.
And you forget that your nose and hands tingle and that your socks are getting wet.
It covers up everything.
The cars and naked trees and the rooftops until the sparkle
in their dusting of white.
and sometimes even me.

Psalm 51:7 “Purify me from my sins, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.”


Corinne said...

I feel like that psalm is speaking to me directly...
Loving your words today.