November 08, 2011
Our two recent snowstorms resulted in a lot of damage – broken branches all over campus and throughout town; trees left with gaping holes and brown, shriveled up leaves. And yet, as I drove and walked, camera in hand, I was amazed by the beauty that could be found.
The stark contrast of snow against still brilliant red, yellow, orange and even green leaves… ice melting and glistening in the sun… evergreens draped in Christmas card perfection…. I felt like a child again, in love with the wonder of winter… and in love with my Creator, my Redeemer. The words from Isaiah’s ancient text whispered in my ear, “Come now, let’s settle this,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, I will make them as white as snow. Though they are red like crimson, I will make them as white as wool.”
As our city cleans up from these storms, I am reminded of the storm of sin that raged in my life: the brokenness… the mess… and the wonder of what the Lord cleaned up in my soul. Indeed, though my sins were like scarlet, He made them as white as snow.