Snow

Life can be as unpredictable as the weather in upstate New York. But God’s steadfast love endures forever.

Why in the world would Isaiah use the image of snow as a sign of life with God?

We are flakes of snow; we are notes vanishing in the air.

Those of us in violence-plagued neighborhoods look forward to winter's reprieve. Our teenagers understand Advent waiting all too well.

Driving through a mini-snowstorm, I thought I might see a snowbow. But it never materialized--and once again, none of the snow stuck.

Snow can be tiresome, even deadly, but it can also be a sign of holiness and of hope.