It is snowing today. That's highly unusual for a dry Beijing winter, but it didn't stop from dawn to dusk.
It is a dry powdery snow, piled 6-inches deep on the windowsill outside. If I look closely through the window, I can see individual snowflakes -- perfect crystals piled one on top of another, covering up the death of winter with a spotless and breathtakingly beautiful blanket.
Picture from Meteorology News.
It is extravagant snow… each crystal doesn't have to be so perfect, so unique, so beautiful. Snow this beautiful isn't utilitarian, it is pure excess. It could even be considered a waste of cosmic creativity.
But maybe the snow's beauty is meant to remind us of His love… extravagant, unique, creative, excessive, and covering all that is dead and dark with sparkling beauty. Even in the winter seasons of my life, I can see His love and remain steadfast in all that He promises.