snow

Little pieces of God’s grace falling to earth. Swirling and cold, brilliantly white. Ice floats down in tiny chandeliers and bite with the wind. Leaves no longer burn. Mud freezes. The fire in the trash goes out. God’s mercy is coming down on me today. He covers me like Noah from my loneliness. He covers me like Adam from my shame. A brilliant robe of white I’ve been given to wear until my spring.