Treasures of the snow

Where I live, it snowed last night. Now, I figured it would snow at some point in late March/early April, as it always seems to, but I must admit to being not-so-pleasantly surprised when the snow came. It wasn't too bad (my mom measured at our house, I guess, and we got two inches), but it was all icy, and stuck to my car like crazy. Which was fine, except for the fact that it took about 10 minutes to scrub off my car this morning before work.

Obviously it reminded me of Job 38:22. "Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? Or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail...?" I know that word is hail, but I like to think that it's secretly about all forms of ice. There's just something about the sparkling world of ice that makes me feel like God made it specially for our enjoyment. He didn't have to give water the ability to freeze. I mean, He could have made science a whole lot different, if He'd chosen. But rather, He made water freeze into tiny droplets of promise. Light shines through the ice to reflect sunlight all around.

Funny how much I like winter once I know it's nearly finished.

I press towards the mark

I have a birthday coming upon me fairly quickly, and for some reason, I've decided that this year I am going to set goals for myself, and I am going to accomplish them. I can do all things through Christ Which strengtheneth me, is my logic, so why not accomplish a few things using said strength?

So I sat down with some paper and a trusty black pen, and started to make a list of my goals. It was odd, though, I've never done anything like this before. I don't even make new year's resolutions--if I want to change something in my life, I'm not waiting for a new year to do it, that's for sure. So anyhow, I couldn't decide if maybe I should have guidelines for how specific my goals should be, or just do whatever. So I've got a rather odd combination of specific and vague items.

So this year, Lord willing, I will sew a thing. That's right, in the next twelve months I will have done a project that required sewing. That was one of my less specific ones, I have to admit.

Also, I'll read at least one ministry book a month. Lord Willing. And I'll throw away things from my bedroom at least once a month.

The list goes on, but it includes such things as reading Newberry medal books, passing out tracts (this is for more than once a month, I promise), doing word studies (Oh, Strongs), actually writing in my journal, calling friends I don't normally call, becoming friends with a specific person, scrapbooking, things like that. I was just telling Brother J that I didn't stand much of a chance, accomplishing this, and he looked solomly at me and said, "But when you make a covenant with God..." and then I felt convicted into properly accomplishing all that I have agreed upon.

So, with Christ I can do all. Take that, flesh.