I stop to watch as falling snow Drifts for me, in chaotic flow Each flake unique, each flake aglow Programmed chaos before my eyes. And then, as if its planned Each bit finds purchase on the land Or in the trees to take a stand Stately beauty in disguise Amidst the wintry somber gasps Of winter birds and forest snaps A crack of tree trunk in collapse Beneath the weight of compromise Clinging sparkles doth abound The burden hath made the tree unsound With thund’rous noise it strikes the ground It could not bear the wintry prize Thus, here’s the lesson that we find God teaches each of us in kind Our sin is like the snow that binds To ignore our sin is quite unwise. Each sin that lands upon our soul Adds to the overwhelming toll Until our trunks just cannot hold Creaks and cracks amidst our cries. Each sin itself, is quite unique Most are small and many meek But unioned they make us weak Which we dismiss with alibies. We each must face our ponderous woe Understand that sin’s the foe And ask our God to breathe and blow Away our sin and baseless lies. He will clean our highest brow And brush the snow from every bough As we embrace His every vow And claim His grace though Messiah’s eyes. Rev Walt |
