We’ve all heard it a hundred times – some even more than a hundred. “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…” Well, those of us in the south have dreamed that dream for many years only to be heartbroken on Christmas morning. Some of us even gave up the dream a long time ago. But, for the first time in my life of thirty…something years, I had a white Christmas in ArkansasIt! Don’t get me wrong, we see snow down here occasionally. Usually January or February. One time, many moons ago, we even had some in March! But never on Christmas Day. It was a beautiful sight! We didn’t get as much as our friends in central Arkansas got, but they got the power outages, too, so I can’t complain that we only saw about an inch of snowfall. Here are some pictures from our lovely Christmas snow!
If you read my blog often, you know that I’ve had a difficult year. I know some people say that when they see a cardinal or a butterfly or a rainbow that they are reminded – in a very personal way – that God loves them. They see those things as “hugs from God”. Well, I enjoy all of God’s creation. I don’t have to look far to be reminded of His great love for me. But, when I saw this snowfall in south Arkansas on Christmas Day, I couldn’t help but feel loved! It wasn’t just a beautiful sight to behold, it was a miracle! He reminded me on Christmas Day that, yes, He still does miracles.