Snow drizzles sideways and white blankets cover every nook and cranny. Little flakes of white magic floating through the air as cancellations begin flooding in. The calendar bursts wide open as cheers echo and fist bumps celebrate- the gift of white space suddenly surrounds, "Tuesday, February 09, 2016."
On these days, the trickling speed of snow changes time and heart rates. Snow days offer a Sabbath; rest that feeds hunger pains and hope that fills emptiness- manna from Heaven.
As snow continues to fall, pieces of His peace cover over, soak in, and
saturate with love.
There is no earning it, no deserving it,
no
cleaning up to warrant it-
there is only accepting it.
It's what our soul needs more than anything else today~ and it sticks to the surface of every open space.
And for that which isn't?- He waits patiently.
Can you sit with that for a bit?
Can you sit with that for a bit?
For the marriage holding by a fraying thread-
He is your strength for the weaving.
For the heart aching from brokenness-
He is your healing words of you are mine.
For the anxiety paralyzing every question-
He is your answer moving forward.
For those desperate for something-
He is your missing
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