The streets were covered in snow and ice so I ice skated and twirled the rest of the way home. Upon arrival I changed into some cozy jammies and sat on my bed pondering about my adventure in the snow. When I had started my walk home, I had been praying, just talking to my Father in Heaven about life, and how my day had been. But as I was walking, I began to notice the beauty all around me, and before I knew it I was acting like a 5 year old in a McDonald's play place. As I sat on my bed thinking about this, A scripture that we had talked about in my institute class that morning came to my mind. The scripture is found in Alma 30:44, in it, Alma testifies of Christ to the anti-Christ Korihor, he also tells him that "All things denote there is a God". As that processed through my thoughts, something that a girl had said in my relief society class the day before also popped up. She had said something about how God didn't need to make the world so beautiful, He didn't need to put all of the beautiful colors in the sunsets, or all of the different leaves in the fall, but He did because He loves us. As I stared out the window thinking about all of this, I noticed the glittering snow flakes falling down outside of the frosted glass, and a thought came to me that each one of those little snow flakes represented God's love for me, and for all of His children, He really does love us that much. Though at times all we can see is the roughness of our trials or the coldness of the snow, everything He does in our lives, every little snow flake is because He loves us that much.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
My adventures in the snow and God's love for us...
I looked at the clock then stepped out the door, it was 11 pm and I was walking home from work. There was snow covering the ground and lightly falling from the sky. The night was so quiet and peaceful, it almost felt like a movie. As I continued my walk home I couldn't help but notice all of the untouched snow, and soon enough I found myself running and dancing through the fluff! Hopping from one place to another, making designs on the beautiful white canvas, I made my way to the next sidewalk. Feeling a little silly and very pleased with myself, I started walking again. Soon enough I came up next to the practice field and saw a glorious amount of fresh snow, untouched, and all mine for the taking. The urge to make a snow angel was almost irresistible, but I held back for a moment, thinking that I didn't want anyone to see me and think that I was crazy. As I was justifying this sad excuse to myself I realized that I didn't care what anyone thought of me, and that I was going to do what made me happy. So I ran onto the field, plopped down in the snow and waved my arms and legs like there was no tomorrow, all the time laughing out loud in pure childish delight. Once all of my angel making abilities had been exhausted, I sat up and looked around, and to my dismay, there were two girls walking past looking at me liked I'd just escaped the psychiatric ward. Standing up with as much dignity as I could muster, I brushed off my backside and continued on.