I pull back the curtains and smile at the white world outside. Overnight, a fresh layer of snow has fallen, turning a bare, brown earth into a blanket of purity. I think of how God promises to do the same for me: that my ugliest moments - the days when I felt the most exposed and bare - He can transform them into something fresh and new. He makes the broken beautiful!
I thank Him for the seemingly small ways in which He reminds me of His love. A mere snowfall becomes a grace-moment, one in which I am allowed to experience God.