Watching snowflakes fall always brings Robert Frost's poem to my mind. Today, God used Frost's poem as a framework to write His own on my heart. I hope these truths stick even if today's snowfall doesn't...
His throne is in the heavens though;
Smiling, He sees me stopping here
to watch His world fill up with snow.
My temperament does think it odd
this sudden, stolen time with God
and tries to shake this reverie
But God has spoken here to me.
He bids me come embrace His rest
and seek His face, and so be blessed.
Snow softly falling, coverings makes;
thoughts lifted upward, new forms take.
Earth silently transformed to white,
Peace within rebukes dark night,
And all creation hears a hush
When chooses it to halt the rush.
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