Recently, I ran across a wonderful line from Jan Karon’s At Home in Mitford: “Mitford would simply like to be the pause that refreshes.” That’s what God gave Alabama and other Southern states on Friday—a pause that refreshed us. We had a rare and significant snow, or as I heard some folks in Louisiana called it, “sneaux.” It even sneauxed in Mobile.
And because snow completely shuts us down, we stayed home from work and school and the mall and just looked at it (if you’re old like me) or played in it (if you have kids who’ve never built a snowman before).
All morning, Dave had to listen to me say it over and over: “It’s just so beautiful!” and “I can’t stop taking pictures of it!!”
With the possible exception of ocean waves, which is my favorite sound on earth, could there be a more peaceful sound than snow falling? Maybe it’s just the rarity of it for those of us in the South, but snow strikes awe and wonder in us (assuming we have milk and bread, the power doesn’t go out, and the roads clear the next day—otherwise, we have unpleasant things to say about the lovely snow).
It made me think about something this time, though. I often lead the pack in complaining about how difficult and downright scary “the world” has become. And I lean heavily on what Jesus told his disciples: “In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)
The sight of our neighborhood blanketed in white reminded me that there’s a difference between the world—the conditions we live in, which humanity created—and the earth, which God created. The earth is a beautiful and wondrous thing. The world is what we make of it every day. Let’s make more snow, y’all.