I woke up this morning to discover that someone was shaking my snow globe. My first clue was when the forecaster on the weather channel shared that there was a 100 percent chance of snow today. (I don't know about you, but I always listen to the weather to see what things are like outside before I actually look out the window for myself. )
By the time I looked out into the back yard, the snow was seriously falling. And, it was not the wimpy little snow flakes of a few weeks ago. These were the big, fat, fluffy snowflakes that seem to float down before plopping into their final destination. In this case, the destination was the back deck.
When Sam (the basset) joined me at the back door for his morning excursion, he had second thoughts about venturing out. His last experience with snow was six years ago and he didn't like it any better then than he did this morning. But, all bassets and people are now happy and content as we sit in front of a roaring fire and watch the snow fall outside.
It is a warm and safe place to ponder the glimpse that weather gives us of the Creator of the Universe. The same God who gives us the gentle spring rain allows the torrential downpour. The extreme heat of summer is replaced with the cold of winter. Droughts and floods are all at the hand of God. Come to think of it, it may actually be rather presumptuous for man to take credit for global warming - as if God has not been handling the thermostat since the creation of the world.
The earth is the Lord's and all it contain, the world and those who dwell in it. Psalm 24:1
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