We woke up to a picturesque landscape this morning. Everything was miraculously painted with beautiful frost. It looked like an Ansel Adams photograph outside, but it was that much more incredible, because it was real life. On the way to school, the kids and I talked about how it was like God, in the middle of the night, took a tiny paintbrush and painted everything with white frost. To look like feathers, my kindergirl added. So lovely. Also on the way to school, the radio announcer was encouraging her listeners to get outside and take some pictures of God’s amazing creativity, before the sunshine melted it all away. And so, I took her advice … I’m certainly not a good photographer, but having this blog has encouraged me to appreciate, and capture, the everyday blessings that surround me.
It’s a wonderful coincidence that the theme in our Little Saints preschool this week is Winter Fun. Yesterday, my four-year-old and I talked about snowflakes and how no two are alike. Isn’t God amazing?! Then, we made some with glitter and all … and hung them up for all to enjoy. After yesterday’s snowflake discussion and today’s frosty car-ride talk, perhaps some seeds were planted in her little mind about the beauty of God’s creation, even in winter. Because those seeds sure were replanted, or perhaps maybe they sprouted a bit more, in my mind these past few days. We can never get too old to grow in our ability to wonder at and be in awe of God’s amazing creation. Even in the cold, snowy winter, which is really quite lovely when I stop and reflect upon it, God has His creative hand upon it all.