Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water… Excuse me; I am really not speaking about the old film “Jaws,” which if you are interested in trivia, was set in a town just a few miles from where I grew up. Actually I don’t want to talk about sharks or even the ocean, but about snow. Snow seems to be the talk of the town and why not? We’ve had plenty of snow in the last two weeks. In fact, I’m told that most the United States has had record snowfalls, except of course for the lovely state of Hawaii. I am not a scientist; I don’t keep track of weather, but I do keep track of how much wood and how much oil we burn each season, and all I can say is this. I do not think global warming has hit Pipersville! Now if you like, you can comment on this blog and we can discuss the whole issue of global warming, but I admit I am completely ignorant of the issues; therefore, I’d be pleased to hear some of our scientifically trained individuals weigh in on the issue. As for me, it simply seems the winters are getting colder and the snow is getting deeper, of course that may be a function of my age, but I think not. None the less, I do love a good snow fall. The kind that blankets the woods and the fields and causes a hush—unlike any other hush that exists. It’s not that there is no sound, it’s simply dampened by the snowfall and it is a wonderful thing to stand in the woods after a recently fallen snow and simply listen to the stillness.
If you have not experienced this hush, please do it this evening before it is too late and the snow begins to melt. Whether early morning, late afternoon, or evening— the hush is ever present. It is not disturbed by our Labs romping in the snow, it is not disturbed by the occasional crow or the hoot of an owl, in fact those sounds are even more melodious when there is a blanket of snow. Perhaps snow is God’s acoustical fabric—perhaps it is His way of reminding us that it is good to be still and know that He is God and He is in control of the weather and the climate and the varying temperatures that are globally recorded.
It is one of my favorite things about winter… it is a time to be still. I am certain that God is not pleased if the only time we are still is after a snowfall… be creative— and perhaps you can share with the readers of this column. How do you, “Be still and know that He is God?”
I look forward to hearing from you and I look forward to worshipping with you on Sunday.
Soli Deo Gloria,
Pastor J