We had a genuine snowfall today. The flakes were big, and they stuck around for awhile. Looking out my window now, I see a pretty, white glaze on the nearby rooftops.
Even when it poses an inconvenience, it's kind of hard to be frustrated or mad when it's snowing. Something about the way snow falls ever so gently to the ground seems to bring levity. It reminds me of forgiveness -how God cleanses and renews us when we call on Him. And it prompts me to actively forgive others.
...wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. -Psalm 51:7b