For those who have never experienced a close personal relationship with a snowstorm, I can tell you it's very pretty - all those snowflakes falling softly, covering the landscape with a peaceful blanket of white. A fresh snowfall is truly a miracle and testimony of God's glorious creation. Just imagine no two of the several zillion snowflakes piled up in your yard and driveway are alike. The picturesque scene speaks loudly of Christmas, a warm fireplace, family and friends, a good book, and love toward one another.
However ... there is a much darker side to all that pretty white stuff.
It builds up on the roads making driving difficult, if not impossible. Auto body shops enjoy their busiest time of the year with damaged cars stacked up like cordwood in their doorways. After the storm, the temperatures usually fall off the bottom of the chart. Cars won't start, your fingers and toes freeze, and your nose drips uncontrollably. Then, the driveway must be cleared of snow and slush that's often knee deep or more. Dressed like Eskimos in survival mode, we sweat while trying to maneuver a heavy snow blower, and shovel until our arms won't move anymore. Finally when it's finished, we limp back inside where it's warm and dry to sit back and sip a cup of hot chocolate.
But then ... the devil always seems to show up.
From past experience, I just know that city snowplows are lurking somewhere up the street with their engines idling - their evil drivers watching and waiting patiently for all the diligent homeowners to finish their hard work. When all the shoveling is done and all the weary workers have gone inside, those massive diesel monsters will roar back to life beginning their long awaited "street clean up" pass - the final assault.
Do you know where they push all that stuff? Guess what! Almost every homeowner becomes the recipient of at least a 3 foot high x 4-5 foot wide barrier consisting of hard packed, concrete-like, heavy snow and ice - neatly placed smack dab in the end of the driveway. It almost takes a demolition crew using heavy explosives to put a dent in it.
Then, like a herd of blind lemmings being led to the slaughter, everyone will go back out there once more with pick axes, snow blowers, shovels, crow bars, and a team of horses to do it all over again ... and again ... and again.
Oh, the joys of those pretty white snowflakes - all zillion of them, plus or minus a few million. And ... did I mention my aching back?
Although a snowfall can be a source of frustration as well as a subject for humor, we must also realize that it’s part of God’s magnificent creation serving a purpose according to His plan. The prophet Isaiah wrote the following scripture received from the Lord God using an analogy of rain and snow to show the certainty of the promises in God’s Word.
Isaiah 55:10,11 NASB
“For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
And do not return there without watering the earth
And making it bear and sprout,
And furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater;
So shall My word be which goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me empty,
Without accomplishing what I desire,
And without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it.
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