THE FREE AND FEARLESS SNOWFLAKE

THE FREE AND FEARLESS SNOWFLAKE

 As a long-time Connecticut resident, I have a definite ‘love-hate’ relationship with winter weather.  I am particularly averse to those biting blasts of chilly Arctic air that frequently invade our borders from December through February, and beyond.  However, I do love to lounge in front of a cozy fireplace, totally mesmerized by its warmth, its glow, and the crackling of burning embers.

 Let me be perfectly clear.  I am no fan of shoveling mountains of snow, especially in the volume and frequency of some recent winters.  Admittedly, we are getting a much-needed break so far this season.  Whenever we get our ‘fair share,’ the snow blower ably assists my efforts, but never increases my likability for wintry storms.  Nevertheless, I love to stand at the window and gaze at the awesome beauty and tranquility of fallen snow.

 Bottom-line: I am emotionally ambivalent about those downpours of winter snow, but I have a deep-seated and abiding admiration for their basic building-blocks, a.k.a. THE SNOWFLAKES.  Why?  BECAUSE SNOWFLAKES ARE SURVIVORS.

 Their birthplace is high in the stratosphere, where they form amid violent blasts of frosty wind, conditions totally unimaginable and unendurable for us.  Along their gravity-driven journey, they collide forcefully with one another.  And they are continually shaped (and reshaped) by treacherous winds, changing temperatures and violent collisions with fellow flakes.

 In fact, before reaching the ground, their transitions and transformations are far too numerous to number.  However, the difficulty of their journey produces miraculous results.  Every snowflake achieves the rare beauty of individuality and uniqueness.  No two are alike.  This is amazing, even astounding, in light of the multiplied millions of flakes that comprise any-and-every beautiful blanket of fallen snow.

 I have a deep-seated and abiding admiration for these wintry friends…BECAUSE WE, TOO, ARE SNOWFLAKES.

 The circumstantial winds of life constantly shape us; the powerful gravity of life continually transports us.  We transported…changed…developed…and formed through the power of Christ.  Predictably, along life’s journey, we rise; we fall; we rise again. (Proverbs 24:16) Indeed, we are in the process of becoming free and fearless, despite collisions, conflict, pressure, or pain.  Because the All-Wise GOD shapes our human situations into divine appointments that develop distinctiveness and destiny.

 As we allow OUR CREATOR to define and refine our journey (and ourselves), we become beautifully crafted, truly awesome, BEINGS-OF-PURPOSE who were conceived in THE DIVINE MIND long before the foundation of the world.

 IT IS HIS PLAN, HIS PROCESS – OUR PROMISE, OUR PRIVILEGE.

 Romans 8:28

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.

 GLIDE FEARLESSLY, SNOWFLAKE, for divine meaning and mission reside within all of your wintry storms.

 Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET YOUR SOON COMING KING.  Maranatha!