By Ralphine Major

It has finally arrived.  The unseasonably warm temperatures made it seem like winter weather had bypassed us this year.  Now, those tropical days seem like a dream.

The cold came calling a few days ago accompanied by a few snowflakes dancing around as if they were trying to find their place in this delayed weather pattern.  The first sight of them caused me to take a “walk” back in my mind of last February’s record winter.

I had gone out early one morning after a fresh snowfall overnight.  I listened to the silence.

Not even a bird could be heard.  It was breathtaking to see the landscape.  As I looked all around, everywhere was laden with white fluffy snow.  Lacy tree limbs within my reach looked like a masterpiece.

Snow-capped mountains seemed to meet the blue sky in the far, far distance.

In one of Job’s many references to snow, I was drawn to those words in 37:5-6 which reminds us of the power of our Creator:  “God thundereth marvellously with his voice; great things doeth he, which we cannot comprehend.  For he saith to the snow, be thou on the earth; likewise to the small rain, and to the great rain of his strength.” (KJV)