As a foot of snow stood in my driveway Saturday afternoon the phone rang. It was Mary, Pastor’s wife telling me we were cancelling service on Sunday; that I needed to call the TV stations so they could list it on their cancellation crawls.
I looked out the window and saw a whiteout of snow. Blizzard like conditions, 35 mph winds, blowing drifting snow a drift in front of my door 2 feet high.
Global warming? I think not; and even though this was a lot of snow, (I heard Columbus got 20 inches) the blizzard of 1978 comes to mind. I was 12 years old then and I remember 6 foot drifts, people shoveling their roofs and going to school on Saturdays for a while. Now, that was a blizzard. Anyone remember it? Here’s a photo to refresh your memory. Still it’s a beautiful picture, a pristine blanket of white.
Yet the word paints a wonderful picture of the whiteness of snow when it says… in Psalms 51… wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. A picture of how clean and pure snow is and how being washed in the cleansing power of Jesus blood can make us clean.
Blessings, Pastor John
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