But it's not just the anticipation. I love the magic of snow. Yes, I said it. Snow is magical! Or supernatural maybe. To me it's God's built in "rest" days. Days we get to watch it come down and take in the amazing beauty. Days we get to cuddle our family and be thankful for what we have. It forces us to stay put and pause. And because it's cold, it makes us build fires or put on soft fuzzy jammies and slippers. To me it's comfort.
It has draw backs but even those can be beautiful if you let them. Take driving. Driving in snow can be very scary and dangerous. Especially on 285 hwy here. I pray for safety each time one of us has to drive in it. But it's also kind of exciting. Challenging. Exhilarating even. And beautiful. Even stuck in traffic it can be beautiful. Another way God makes me pause and take in the amazing Glory all around me. One of my most memorable snowy drive moments was back in Kansas City. We had just celebrated Christmas Eve with John's family at his grandma's in Overland Park. Our drive back to Spring Hill was "magical." It was Aaron's first Christmas, music was playing on the radio, we had to drive very slow, and the road was silent. I remember thinking "this will be a moment I will never forget" as John and I recounted all the ways we were truly blessed.
It's also clean. (OK bear with me, there are probably chemicals and such in it but that's not my point!) It's white, the color of purity. Ps 51:7 Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. It has a cleansing feeling to it. Especially in the morning. A reminder that each day is a clean slate with no dirt or footprints or noise. Just a blanket of beautiful grace.