days like these

winter sets in once again, as i feel myself coming out of hibernation as most of my other furry forest friends are just snuggling in. may the blizzard rage, still i will stand, upheld by Your magnificent hand. with each falling flake i see the intricacy of life, the detail, the uniqueness. purity pours, washed white as snow, covered from head to toe. something about days like these awakens the child within us all. it’s almost magical, if i believed in magic. there’s just no words to describe this sheer delight. “let me hear joy” pleads Psalm 51:8, and in the sounds of laughter and cheer, i hear this joy resound, it’s own supernatural ecstasy. child like faith is reawakened as we feel the warmth of being carried in Daddy's arms. just as we tend to slip around on the ice in life, His hand is always extended to help us stay stable, especially when we don’t feel able. the love of a father prompts his provision for his children, and today Dad has gifted His children with a playground of white; a day of rest; a change of pace; a heavy peace; an opportunity for productivity; a reminder of innocence; a place of resting in Him. days like these are filled with many favorite memories of days i felt most alive, free, and filled with glee. days like these are a glimpse of Heaven to me, or what i dream it may be, a way in which God romances me. i am beyond thankful for days like these. however fleeting today may be, as things melt and white we no longer see, i am overcome with hope, for there will be a day when days like these will never cease, when You usher in final peace.