Arman's stuff

(Fri Feb 12 00:41:37 2010)

It's late - after midnight. I really, really, really need to get to bed.

In fact, I should have been in bed about an hour ago - but I couldn't. I was outside, walking in the snow with the love of my life.

Snow is one of my favorite things in the world. It softens the edges of the world, and hushes the clamor of life. It blankets the world, snug and secure, under a clean, comfortable blanket. Everything looks new and fresh after a snowfall; the sins of the world wiped away.

It's not all perfection, I know; snow can damage trees and power lines, even crush houses. People freeze to death in winter weather, and drive like idiots (at least down here). But that which I see is no less than perfect. Every snow flake is a promise from God - you can be white as snow, your sins wiped away, your soul as unblemished as my front yard tomorrow morning.

Gosh I love snow.

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