Our sins are washed white as snow

We got 7 inches of snow (in some parts up to 8) last night.  It was simply beautiful.  I just sat in my comfy chair and read and watched the snow fall last night.  I didn't want to go to bed last night because it was something that doesn't happen very often at all here.  It's been a while since we've had a significant snow fall!

It was so much fun to hear the squeals of children at midnight as they went sledding down the hills. In our own house, it was fun to suit up at what is normally our bedtime and head out into the beautiful snow.  They went sledding, built snowmen, did snow angels, had snowball fights, and even wrestled with Dad in the snow.  I took lots of pictures and enjoyed every minute of making these memories.  See, I'm a memory-making person.  That's how I tend to view life.

As I was preparing to go to bed, I looked out the window one final time.  No lights were on, but the snow made the outside so shiny and beautiful. It lit up outside when it is normally pitch black.  Then it hit me.  That's how God looks at us. He doesn't see us stuck in our pitch blackness.  I mean, He does and He knows we're there.  But when I've become a child of God, no matter how many times I mess up, Jesus' blood on the cross makes me spotless.  Just as the snow covered every crevice and hole and imperfection and made it smooth, clean, fresh, and beautiful to look at, so His blood has made me.

To God, I am beautiful because He looks at me and sees me clean and perfect.  Do I mess up?  You bet.  Am I forgiven?  You bet!  As a child of God, my sins are washed as white as snow.  Simply a beautiful picture of God's forgiveness, love, and mercy last night.