“For He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth’;
Likewise to the gentle rain and the heavy rain of His strength.” —Job 37:6 (NKJV)
I’m one of those odd people who would choose a window seat in a ski lodge over a chair on a beach just about any day of the week. I love the silence of falling snow. There’s something peaceful in the simple art of it, that each snowflake is unique, commissioned, and told exactly where and when to fall. And when it obeys, we’re there to see it pile up outside our window.
We’re witness to the will of God in that exact moment in time.
Contentment hasn’t been my forte through the years. (I’m half ashamed to admit that to you!) Finding my brand of unique in “awkward teenager” was hard enough. To feel that I was without in so many ways even into adulthood left me feeling like a failure much of the time. I didn’t want to be unique if it meant being “not enough”. To meet and exceed the expectations given by those around me. And when I fell short (as I was sure to do), it crushed my heart.
As a wife, a mother, professional, student, daughter, sister, friend, follower of Christ… there were countless ways I could fall short.
The realization left me doubting the unique creation God had made in me, and why.
The fall of snow is a perfect reminder, dear heart, that God takes infinite care with His creation. He makes only beauty. He molds and fashions each flake with His own hands. And the only expectation it has? To be exactly what it is… unique. Loved completely. And like nothing else before or after it.
I hope we find a window seat today.
I hope there’s falling snow. Quietly. Gently. With unique snowflakes that pile up in our line of sight. And I pray that when that happens, we’ll be reminded of how perfect and beautiful, hemmed in, prayed over, thought after, planned, valued, gifted, commissioned, expected, hoped after, cared for, and truly loved we are.
May we FALL DOWN exactly how and where He made us to.
Praying snow falls outside your window today,