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)