A few months ago, at the end of October, there was a freak snow storm that caused most of Western Massachusetts to be without power for up to a week. There were hundreds of powerlines down, tree boughs snapping off every few minutes, businesses were closed and people were freezing in their houses as the electric companies desperately tried to get everything back up and running. It was madness, and people were upset and cranky and really needed a good cup of coffee by the third day.
Yet the morning after the storm was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. The world was dead quiet, save for the creaking of the trees as they struggled to stay upright under the weight of the snow and ice. The sky was the most brilliant blue I had ever seen, against the perfectly white snow.
And for a few minutes, I just had to put down my shovel and marvel at just how beautiful God made the world around me.
Of course, within twelve hours all the snow melted and we were left without power for the next six days. Patience started to wear thin, we went to work just to get away from the cold, dark house, and I forgot all about that beauty.
Four days into the blackout I had to fly to San Francisco for work. I was glad to go – I would finally be able to shower at the hotel! This is what I was focused on: the long, long, long, long, hot shower waiting for me in California. I was tired and grumpy because I hadn’t really slept in several days and the last thing I really wanted to do was spend seven hours in planes and airports. I tried to sleep, but I’ve never been able to sleep on planes. So I tried to read, but I was too tired to concentrate. So instead I just stared out the window. And this is what I saw:
I had my camera with me and managed to get this shot as we flew over the Sierra Nevada mountains. I felt myself snap back into perspective and just take a minute to thank God for the world, for being the artist that He is and that I am alive to be a part of it.
Romans 1:20 – For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made.