This weekend we had our first measurable snow of the year.  I don’t think anything beat the site that could be seen with the Eagles and Lions game in Philadelphia.  I don’t think the snow bowl could compare.

When I think of snow, I think of Christmas.  This year my approach to Christmas is very different.  I don’t have all the decorations out, my big tree is still in the attic, I’m not singing in the choir.  Though my public display of Christmas is very muted, I pray my internal display of Christmas glows.  Without the love and peace of God, I would not be here.  My very existence depends on the presence and movement of God.