So … winter.
I’m not a big fan.
I’ve lived in warm areas and I’ve lived in cold areas. And given the choice between 100 degree weather and 20 degree weather, I’d choose the 100 degree weather almost every time.
Something about snow makes me nervous. Driving on snowy roads and walking on icy sidewalks, plus the fear of being snowed in, has me stalking the weather forecast, desperate to see when I can expect above-freezing temperatures to melt it all away.
So, naturally, we moved to Colorado this year. Because life.
This week, I knew a storm was coming. I braced myself for the cold and the snow. I made my grocery list and planned activities that could be done in the house if the roads were unsafe for a day or two. And yesterday, I headed out to buy some fresh produce as the snow was rolling in.
I made my purchases, loaded my groceries into the trunk, jumped (shivering) into the car, and saw this.
And it took my breath away.
Somehow, in the midst of my fear of the storm … I forgot to look for the beauty.
What a shame.
I am so grateful for the lesson that I was taught yesterday.
Friends, even if you are in a stormy season of life … even if you find yourself desperately wondering when the sun will come out to melt your troubles away into nothingness …
Seek the beauty.