He gives snow like wool;
he scatters frost like ashes.
He hurls down hail like crumbs-
who can stand before his cold?
He sends out his word, and melts them;
he makes his wind blow, and the waters flow.
I'm ready for springtime. I want to see growth and greenery, days getting longer, and breezes bringing warmth. Spring brings newness, and winter has me feeling old. But the psalmist reminds me that God is the author of both. With his creative power, he can freeze a stream and melt it. He can send a gale-force wind, and can knit together a snowflake.
Lord, I stand in wonder, awed by your amazing strength and I ask you to work your wonders in me. Melt my frozen streams of thought and blow powerfully through all that I do and say, Amen
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