Crunch, crunch, crunch…
I love the feeling of walking on fresh, powdery snow. Every step i make gives a crisp and satisfying “crunch” beneath my feet.
Nothing beats walking alone outside at 2am on a weekday night with fresh snow all around and more snow gently floating down from above. The whole city is asleep and everything feels so quiet and peaceful, save for the crunch, crunch, crunch of my footsteps, making fresh imprints on the undisturbed layer of snow.
Doing that never fails to cheer me up and take away all the stress i have, even if just for the duration of time i spend outside.
The sight of pure, white, unblemished snow stretching out as far as the eye can see, covering all the greyness and dirtiness of the city, brings to mind how Jesus’ blood has covered all of our sins, leaving us pure and unblemished in God’s eyes. As i am reminded of that fact, my heart is filled with joy and thankfulness.
Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.– 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18