The fresh blanketing of snow over the scape of Northern Wisconsin reminds me that God delights in His creation of this strange and beautiful world.
Snow flakes might never have been so large, or have fallen so thick that you can’t see the neighbor’s house. Snow might never have crunched under your feet, or hung on evergreen trees and the porch railings as though evergreen branches and porch railings wait in anticipation for the snowfall as their moment of glory, their purpose in being. But these things are, and it is not so out of necessity, but simply because the Creator of snow and this world is delighted to create it so. Thank God for the strange and beautiful world He has created, more thrilling than fiction.