Some big storm, eh? Last weekend was a little crazy. I mean, I like snow as much as the next guy, that is, if the next guy hates snow. But the snow started on Friday, and it just kept snowing until Monday, that’s a little much for anyone.

But if you forget the havoc that the storm played on the entire province if you can look beyond schools being closed and streets not getting plowed, and if you can overlook the millions of dollars that the storm has cost the local economy, then you have to admit it sure was pretty. 

It doesn’t matter how grungy and grey the landscape might be. A blanket of fresh snow cleans everything up. Is it any wonder that when David was looking for a metaphor for God’s forgiveness in Psalm 51, he used the pristine whiteness of newly fallen snow? “Wash me,” he said, “And I will be whiter than snow.”

2500 years later, the truth remains: regardless of what you have done and regardless of how grey and grungy your soul might look, all you have to do is ask for forgiveness, and God is willing to wash you and make you whiter than snow.

Have a great week, and remember: To see what is really possible, you will have to attempt the impossible.