Giant snowflakes are fluttering outside of my window. There is nothing like freshly fallen snow. I am reminded of new beginnings as each delicate flake dips and twirls down upon the clean white-blanketed ground. The blackened, dirtied-up mounds previously surrounding the edges of the street and driveway melted last week with temperatures warming up around here so this snow is pure and brilliant. Today I have been reminded of how grateful I am for brand new starts with no left-over mud.
"Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain
He washed it white as snow!"
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