I knew we were having flurries last night when I went to bed but didn’t realize until this morning that we actually had some snow cover.
This may not mean a lot to some of you, but to those of us that spend a majority of our winters participating in sled dog sports, aka “mushing”, snow is a big deal. It’s a big deal for the dogs too. Don’t let the shot of Jasper fool you, he was out bright and early looking to “run”. But by the time I got the camera out, he realized he wasn’t going to be harnessed today and went back inside.
I’ve been reading a book by Kent Nerburn, “Small Graces“. A collection of writings looking at “the quiet gifts of everyday life”. In one story he writes about different types of silence. He writes “The silence of a winter morning is sharper than the silence of a summer dawn”. Could this morning’s snow and my reading the above passage last night be a sign from God? Could it be a spiritual message leading me on a new direction in life? No, I don’t think so. I think it’s just one of the many wonders out there that we usually don’t notice because we are often too busy to pay attention.
So my message to you today is to stop, take some time and pay attention. You never know what you’ll see.