I think it was Friday – but the days all merge together,
just as the snow merges the fields and roads into one white carpet.
The snow was perfect and I had grandchildren here. Yippee!
First we rolled snowballs up the drive to make three giant snow-folk. It took Chrisie
and I together to move them as they grew to impressive sizes. They were
incredibly heavy.
As the accumulating snow revealed the asphalt of the driveway
beneath, we began to pick up the detritus of autumn. Inside each of those
snow-folk lie the leaves and needles and a few pinecones from last fall. Final rolls
went on pristine snow, so the decaying foliage is hidden. Buried under a
garment of almost-pure white.
Perhaps this is a little disrespectful – I hope not – but Jesus
is that giant snowball for each of us who comes to him. He took all the dirt
and sin lying there in our lives, washed us clean and gave us each a robe white
as snow.
As the snow melts, the leaves and needles will soon reappear
as small hillocks of decay. But the sin that Jesus took on himself is gone
forever. We have no need to fear a sudden revelation of our worst moments. As far
as east is from the west, that’s how far he has removed us from our sin.
So, we can rejoice in the grace and mercy and love extended
to us through the sacrifice of our Saviour, Jesus Christ.
Happy New Year 2026! May it be a year of each of us taking
our sins to Jesus daily, so that he can wash us and clothe us in the garments
of salvation.
