After having stayed up late last night doing a favor, I awoke from a coma-like sleep this morning and looked out my window. I was all too surprised to see small white flakes drifting about in the sky. It was snowing, and only looked like it would create a mere dusting and nothing more than that. I donned a pair of snow boots anyway, and ventured out of my cozy blanket cocoon to church. To be honest, the cold quite agrees with me anyway. Go ahead and put it on record; I may be one of the last black people that you will ever hear say that.
I walked up to my church, which is really only a 10 minute walk away from my house. How beautifully convenient is that? I enjoyed watching the flakes swirl around me, and I even choked on a couple of them. It might be sad, but it’s true.
I made a late entry to church and sat to enjoy the word, blissfully unaware of what was going on outside of the confines of the sanctuary. While I was not only being enriched within, the Lord saw fit to have me walk out of church and see this:
I’d say that’s a little more than just a few flurries.
I know I was looking like those kids on Hallmark movies when they see snow outside, but I couldn’t have cared less about how cheesy I must have looked. Snow is one of my most favourite things in the world!
I had been feeling some type of way lately, but God is just so good; He saw fit to create this crystalline winter paradise for me today! Now I know when most people think of a paradise, such images conjured often involve: beaches with white sand, a vastly blue ocean, bathing suits, surf and sun, and coconuts served to you by hot men in grass skirts. (Okay, so the last part might just be me. It’s my blog; roll with it!) It’s not that I don’t enjoy beaches or warm weather, but I think the cold agrees with me a little more; I didn’t always like it, but I love it more now in my old age (all 29 years of it. I can qualify as a fine wine! cool! moving on…)
It makes me want to bake, too. In fact, I walked up to the store in the cold. Really, it was an excuse to enjoy the snow a little more, but I also really wanted some yeast. No, it couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
Okay, it could have… but I was determined to bake something, and that something I had in mind was cinnamon rolls. Don’t worry folks, there will be an entry. Taking that walk made me feel like Elsa from the Disney movie Frozen: invigorated, joyful and strong. If you haven’t seen the movie, I recommend it. I’m not a movie going person, but I would pay again to see it… more than just one more time. Yeah, I really liked it.
There is one cool thing that I’ve noticed about snow.
Tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, and blizzards. All of these are storms or natural disasters of some type. They all can cause a lot of damage; however, there is one thing about blizzards that captures me more than any other storm. While the first three are quite loud and you can hear them coming…. unless there is thunder snow or a howling wind, snow falls very quietly. It drifts from the sky and hits the earth in silence. It’s beautiful to behold in all of its delicate nature, yet it has the power to cause people’s lives to come to a complete and utter halt.
With enough snow, whole cities are immobilized and people are forced to change their schedules. There’s nothing left to do but behold its beauty from your window while sipping a cup of hot chocolate or tea, and get lost in a good book. Or bake. Snow always makes me want to bake. I don’t know about anyone else. Face it, you’re not going to do chores. Just be honest with yourself and everyone around you.
I love how snow can do that… how it forces you to slow down and reflect. How it’s simplicity and its beauty creates a reverential awe; yet, you respect it. And heck, have fun with it.
I took quite a few pictures, which is one of my new favourite snow activities. Just about every year that it snows, I catch it on camera. Having a smart phone has made that easier to do, I admit. The only pitfall is not being able to zoom in on things. If you can do it, I haven’t figured out how.
So, you can keep your heat and white sand beaches; I’ll gladly bask in the frigid temperatures and behold my town, which currently resembles the land of Narnia, when it was in the eternal winter. Maybe it’s the nerd in me, but that’s always the first thing that comes to mind when we get good snow.
I do like beaches and catching waves, but I think I’m more of a snow bunny than a beach bunny. The cold never bothered me anyway.