SNOW IS FUN, IF . . .

. . . if you don’t live up north.
. . . if snow is not in your forecast, in May.
. . . if you live in Central Texas (snows—not often enough, but I’m not complaining).
. . . if you don’t have to drive.
. . . if you don’t need to own a snow shovel.
. . . if you can just watch it.
. . . if it’s not too cold (it’s always too cold).
. . . if you measure it in inches (single digits), not in feet.
. . . if it doesn’t put you in danger.
. . . if you still smile while it falls, no matter where you live.
. . . if you think on a hundred Bible verses about snow (check that out !).
. . . if you have kids.
. . . if you are a kid, or feel like one when it snows.
. . . if you remember to praise God for making infinite trillions of snowflakes—for making each one different—for making each one a phenomenal geometric masterpiece—for making each one just for fun—for making each one just because HE CAN !