Gently falling snow. New snow, softly touching the frozen world. It is very quiet. It falls and sound seems swept up to the heavens from whence the whiteness originated. The flakes cover over the mars of slush and pebbles strewn on rocks and heavy brown boot marks.
I wish the snow could cover over my recent mistakes. An error in checking showed that I had about $30 too much money in my account. That is better than a deficit, but I don't like an uneven balance sheet. The nice bank lady went back several months with me in search of a reason for the blunder. So busy with life and the holidays I left the statements pile up in my drawer. Then I redeemed the cause by fixing it to within $3.00 of the error. The new statement showed that I was worse off than I realized. So I just covered over the mess, wrote the correct amount and vowed to do better in the future.
Another mishap maybe. I tried to help someone who touched my heart, but perhaps didn't like the gift I offered. How could I as God's child not do something? But wisdom can help in future situations of that kind.
Beautiful snow, heavenly snow, God's amazing grace - cover me with your stillness, your hushed majesty, guidance, and love. Snow, continue to speak to me of beauty and not fear of slippery places. Hush and enjoy.