By Joan Clayton: PNT columnist
Snow makes me happy, and I guess it’s because we don’t see it often. It brings a winter wonderland for me. Gentle snowflakes softly fall and cover the boughs of my evergreen trees. The “picture perfect” postcard is filed in my photo album of many blessings.
Underneath this glorious sight, I remember, “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.” (Isaiah 1:18 NIV) I feel an awesome touch of God’s greatness. Just as falling snow covers the land, Jesus’ blood covers sin and makes the believer white as snow.
I enjoy every season, but the beauty of winter holds a unique fascination for me. Ecclesiastes 3:1 reminds me that “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” (KJV)
Solomon’s statement, “He has made everything beautiful in its time” (Ecclesiastes 3:11), makes me aware of God’s greatness. Discovering, accepting and appreciating God’s perfect timing is the secret of happiness.
The “winter” of life reminds me that life can be quickly and unexpectedly ended.
I need to recognize that life is precious and needs to be used wisely.
On a clear starry night, God’s greatness is overwhelming. I am tempted to count the stars, but then I am overcome by the magnitude of his greatness. The vast array of twinkling diamonds hang in space by his great hand, and yet he knows my name.
He tells me in Jeremiah 33:22, “I will make the descendants of David my servant and the Levites who minister before me as countless as the stars of the sky and as measureless as the sand on the seashore.”
I cannot count the grains of sand on a seashore, but God has included me as one of David’s descendants. In this vast universe, he knows the number of the hairs upon my head. He knows everything about you and me. His love is so great he sent his only Son to die for you and for me. God is an awesome God. He is King of kings and Lord of lords. His handiwork is apparent everywhere.
The beauty of a sunrise and the evening sunsets fill me with wonder. God’s masterpieces are painted with strokes of breathtaking beauty, and I marvel at the greatness of the “Master Painter.”
“The mountains sing for joy and the rivers clap their hands” (Psalm 98:8 NIV). If the mountains and rivers can attest to the greatness of God, then surely I can praise his awesome name.
“The LORD is King. Let the peoples shake with fear. He sits between the gold creatures with wings. Let the earth shake. The LORD in Jerusalem is great; he is supreme over all the peoples. Let them praise your name; it is great, holy and to be feared” (Psalm 99:1-3 NCV).
Our little 4-year-old great-grandson asked me, “Does God know I’m here?”
“Of course,” I said.
“But does he know I’m at your house?”
“Yes, God know where everyone is.”
Cayden was happy then and went to sleep in my arms. How about the rest of us?
I believe like Cayden. Let all of us have the faith of a child and have peace when we close our eyes at night.
Experience a touch of God’s greatness. Proclaim his love in the morning and his faithfulness at night.
“For the Lord is a great God, the great King of all gods” (Psalm 95:3 TLB).