Snow
I love Kyiv blanketed in snow. It truly is a Winter Wonderland...especially on our street. We live on a boulevard...two lanes of traffic each way, divided by a wide tree-lined walkway. When Jim and I walked home from the store the other evening, we almost forgot we were in a major city. White, quiet, clean. The snow covers the dirt and imperfections that are visible at all other times of the year.
Through Christ, I have been cleansed; in God's eyes, I am whiter than snow. Not because of anything that I have done; solely the work of Christ. When God sees me, He sees me blanketed in the righteousness of Christ. My imperfections are still there...just covered by the blood of Christ.
Snow. What a great reminder of Whose I am.
