We had our first snow fall on Sunday morning! I woke up groggy and tired, as I usually do, and went to let the animals out. As I did, I saw the snowflakes falling and the thin (and I mean,
very thin) layer of snow that was growing. So I sprinted upstairs to wake Brandon up and tell him that it was finally snowing! He knew something important must be happening because I usually don't run anywhere in the morning! It only lasted for a few hours but it was still exciting! And then we woke up to snow again this morning. I am hoping it sticks this time!
The snow got me thinking about the little mysteries and beauties in life that always make me stop. We all have those moments in life, moments when something more is calling to us. For each of us these may be different: in the snow-capped peaks of a beautiful mountain; in the vibrant colors of fall displayed on tree after tree or in the quiet morning hours with coffee and stillness; in the laughter of a friend or in the touch of a loved one; in the eyes of a child; in the sounds of a waterfall cascading down a mountain of rocks. Moments like these remind us of a beauty that we feel deep in our souls. I think we often lose this beauty amidst all that we
must do. With all the "should's" and the "ought-to's" we tend to forget about the deep longing within us for more.
I think the only way that we find this yearning deep within us is by finding a passionate relationship with God. It has to be about more than obligation and rules and commands. There has to be something intimate. A romance. Without that, we lose touch with those little callings of beauty, we settle for less. And as I watch the snow fall while sitting by the Christmas tree cuddled up in blankets, I know that I don't want anything less.
-Melissa
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