The Worth Of Knowing

There’s something about the entire northeast being covered in a blanket of snow, everything frozen, everyone shoveling their way out, everyone subject to subfreezing conditions, everyone maneuvering through snow and ice, and everyone being exposed to the way the sun makes the snow sparkle and the ice sickles glisten – it gives me peace.

This is my Father’s world. None of us are immune to this. All he has to do is send or allow (will we ever know for sure?) snow or fire or sickness or a change in season and we all are affected. We all are exposed in one way or another. We all have to either blatantly ignore or admit the reality that comes with these events: that God – is King – and the world is his and everything in it. For a moment the divisions and factions blur and it’s a bit more clear that we’re all at the mercy of the God who the wind and waves and snow obey.

“… at the name of Jesus every knee will bow   — in heaven  and on earth and under the earth   — and every tongue  will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory  of God the Father.”

Philippians 2:10-11 CSB

We, like the rest of creation, are finite and limited. We are created. As we bend to shovel snow (or humbly admit our need for someone else to do it for us), may we be also bowing our hearts before our Creator and King.

This is our Father’s world. I am my Father’s child.