Who Asked for the Snow?

I stepped outside this morning to look at the twelve-inch blanket of snow that fell so softly on our ready-to-embrace-spring ground yesterday. It was truly breathtaking!

Ugh, snow!—I know that’s what you’re thinking.

We so desperately want

to see buds on the trees and birds chirping. This snow is seen as a hindrance, a complication, an annoyance, a hazard by most. I get it. It messes up everything.

But will you choose to see its beauty? Will you look at the snow and say thank you God regardless of the inconvenience it causes?

There is beauty in everything. In the completion of a goal, in a marriage or birth of a child, in small and big victories, in promotions and raises…and in the hardships and disappointments.

The path God leads may not be what you wanted or expected. It may not fit into your schedule, home, wallet or life. He may totally uproot your life and upset your dreams. Maybe your life has crashed down before you and it seems as if He cares little for your desires and hopes.

But everything has a purpose.

There will be blessings waiting in the troubled corners and dark valleys. There will be joy despite heartache. You will find a new purpose. These unexpected paths cause you to see things you never would have otherwise and lessons not learned any other way. It takes faith to believe that God has a purpose even when we can’t see it.

So, take heart. The sun will shine through the snowy trees. God will show His glory through the path you never expected to walk.

It’s all about perspective.

Proverbs 16:9
The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.

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