I love winter!
It's like God gives the earth a little face lift with each beautiful blanket of snow. Watching all four seasons has been especially enjoyable for me this past year. Just over two years ago we left the city life behind and found our forever home, Lord willing, in the country. I still haven't gotten a pair of cowboy boots, but their time will come.
Just when we thought things were settling down for us our little snow-globe got turned upside down and shaken heard. It has caused me to stop and reflect and SEEK the beauty around me with that much more zeal. Yesterday, we received a light dusting of snow. You know, the kind where it just barely covers things, and you can see the grass poking through, and the roadways are clear. In years gone past that would have disappointed me. I love the kind of snowfall where the sky just opens up, and it never seems like it will stop dropping buckets of snowflakes everywhere. I love the kind of snowfall where time stops, and hot cocoa is sipped, and books are read. That is my kind of snowfall. However, yesterdays flakes were enjoyed by me just as much as the pulling your neighbors car out of the snowbank kind. Beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder, and how we perceive things really is up to us.
The snowfall didn't change. I did.
Through immense challenges comes tremendous growth, if we allow ourselves to be taught. I am making a concerted effort to be a willing student. We learn SO MUCH more when we actually allow ourselves to be taught.