I woke up early this morning to write this blog and I had no idea where to begin. I was brushing my teeth and all I could think about was looking out the window to see if it had snowed, and then my Dad’s favorite song came to mind, “What A Wonderful World”, and I knew somehow that would be today’s topic.
When I opened the door for the dogs to go out there was a beautiful blanket of snow on the ground. For those of you that have not been in snow before, like me, I have to tell you, it sparkles! I had always wondered why the fake fluff you would put under a Christmas village had glitter in it. Now I know. When the light hits the snow it just brilliant. For the ladies in the south, it has bling 🙂
I know shoveling is coming soon, but for now I will enjoy the beauty.
I sat down with my coffee, the fire burning, the Christmas tree lit and the window open to the wintery wonderland, and I listened to, “It’s A Wonderful World”, by Louis Armstrong. I have to say I feel like I am living this song right now. Okay, maybe not the roses and trees of green, at least not at this time of year.
Disclaimer: I have loved every place I have lived. I have many friends all over and I treasure each one of you. So when I speak of how happy I am here, please do not think I did not feel blessed to be there as well. After having such a rough past year this is exactly where I need to be.
Now back to the song. Here are a few lines.
“Friends shaking hands, saying how do you do, there really saying, ‘I love you'”. I think a lot of my feelings towards this part comes from moving from a large city to a smaller city. Everywhere you go here you see someone you know. You do see friends shaking hands, and even if you meet someone new you will most likely get to know them. The first week I was here, a clerk told me, “When you meet someone and they say hi, and they move on, they are from California. If you meet someone, and say hi, and then they talk to you for the next five minutes, there from Bozeman.” So true. You can sit at a restaurant and 75% of the time you will see a friendly face you know, or the person sitting next to you, that you do not know will begin speaking to you. Everyone is so friendly. Many places around the country, when you pass people on the street, their head is down, ear buds in, and walk right by. Here most people you pass will smile and say hi. It is refreshing.
I don’t think I need to say anything.
“Skies of blue and clouds of white…” “White blessed day and a dark sacred night.” Until you have seen the sky in Montana, you have not seen the sky. There is a reason they call it, “Big Sky”. A lot of this has to do with the lack of lights. I now have a love hate relationship with street lights. Without them you see the glorious sky, but for crying out loud, one here and there would not hurt anyone. There are deer crossing the road and it is pitch black. I digress, seriously, the sky is breathtaking.
“Babies crying…” Normally babies crying is not a sound one wants to hear, but at the same time it is a sound of new life. Yesterday, at church, we had our Christmas Pageant. The kids were fantastic. I do have to say the sheep were the cutest. They were the toddlers in sheep costumes and your heart just melted seeing their precious faces peeking out. I will share pictures soon.
Since moving here in June, I feel like God is showing me who He is through my surrounding, from the majesty of the mountains to the smiles that pass by. I encourage you today to look around you and let God show Himself to you through your surroundings. I would love to hear how you see Him. Please post below in the comments how He reveals Himself to you today. I look forward to reading them.
Take a moment to listen to the song and be refreshed. We do live in a wonderful world.
Tomorrow is the last day to order your Letters from Santa.