Snowfall

Snowfall

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The year's first snowfall came as a surprise. 

In part because the weather app was actually right, 

And in part because it wasn’t even freezing outside. 

At 4 degrees, the snow shouldn’t really feel comfortable but what was even more surprising was how little I minded. The snowflakes flew into my eyes and wet my glasses and shocked my face with tiny spots of sharp ice, but I wasn’t bothered. 

It just didn’t seem so bad. And in the backdrop of cold, I could suddenly feel a new warmth inside. 

The snow hasn’t made a home of my heart anymore. The frozen cold feels like a foreign land to the paradise that resides inside me now. 

A fireplace that the cold can’t snuff out. A furnace of love that warms my bones and keeps my blood flowing so nowhere grows cold. 

And even as my fingers curl inside my pockets, I can’t help but notice the tenacity of the warmth inside me destroying the cold as we collide. 

And as the wind scrapes my cheeks, I remember for a moment how they were once a desert. But now living water flows through my skin and the lifeless sand that could only yield to the chaos wind, is now fertile soil, a home for flowers to plant their roots and bloom again. 

And the bare trees that collect the snow’s crumbs on branches where leaves should be don’t feel relatable to me. For a garden is growing inside of me, nurtured with warmth and light and water and life, and I feast on new fruits every morning, even as the winter strips the land bare outside. 

For my source doesn’t come from the world any longer, and I don’t need to scavenge for bare sticks and pine cones to sustain me until the summer. 

There is a feast in heaven and I have a seat at the table. And it never goes cold or grows old so I always have a place to go to be satisfied. 

I am sustained with delicacies the dark can’t hide and the cold can’t turn to ice. For they are hidden in the heavenly place that now lives inside me. 

And so snow has nowhere to go but the ground. It no longer finds its way inside of me and collects in sheets on my bones and arteries and leaves me frozen. 

The ice of my heart has melted away and now warmth travels through me like a tropical breeze. And I can sleep through the night, for Your Spirit resides in me.