I arose early this morning to try to swell the tide of the rising snow on our walk and driveway. As I bumbled about trying to drag out my boots for the first time this season and bringing down the shovel from its abode for the past eight months, I did not feel particularly joyous.
After a number of minutes shoving the snow in various directions (to my pleasant surprise it was not as heavy as I had feared), I began the work on the driveway. I must admit my mind was fairly focussed on the mundane moment of my existence.
But this comatose state was soon to be lifted as my landlady appeared from her garage to drag her garbage to the crestfallen curb. As she headed back to the house she commented how she "loved the sparkle" as the early light and streetlights caught it at just the right angle. I realized suddenly that I had failed to notice the beauty in what lay around me. Sure enough, unbeknownst to me, indeed there was a sparkle in the blanket that covered the yards in all directions. My snowblindness consisted of earthly-mindedness. I had failed to observe the beauty of God's handiwork because I had been caught up in the inconvenience and selfishness of the thoughts of a sleep cut short and the little pain in the shoulder from the constant rotor-cuff motion.
"The heaven's declare the glory of God", as does all his creation. This was a good reminder to stop and consider Him, no matter what the moment might make us feel.
When you shovel, look for the sparkle!
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This one cracked me up. But I also was amused at the fine usage of the word "beaty". Couldn't have done it better myself. ;)
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