Fri, 03/04/2011 - 10:04 -- Joyce Long

“He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoar frost…He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeath his wind to blow, and the waters flow.” Psalm 147:17, 18

Thick hoarfrost lined the branch of every tree and bush. Steam rising from the stream froze mid-air, decorating everything in its path. Though I had work to do I couldn’t resist enjoying some rare waning winter scenery. Already the warmth of the morning sun was evaporating the thick crystals that clung everywhere. Where the shade had protected the frost, it now sparkled like diamonds as it reflected the sunlight. Each bend in the road, each new pleasant view, spoke to my soul about the creativeness of my God.

What will heaven be like? Even my thoughts seemed to crystallize in the brisk air and sparkle like the hoarfrost in the morning sun. And as I marveled at the wonder of earth, I wondered about the marvel of heaven.

Breathing deep of the crisp, cold air I praised the Creator of heaven and earth. What wonderment He has wrought! That we now see, and that which is to come!

~Brenda Weaver

Women's Devotional Image 2011-03-04 05:04