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As I sit down to write this evening, the beautiful sight of falling snow greets my gaze out the window of my tenth floor apartment. I have come to love the view from my apartment which gives me a direct shot of the mountains surrounding Uijongbu.

I find that the sight of snow falling makes me stop and think about the seriousness of life. I've heard people say from time to time that God's snow-covered creation is a beautiful reminder of what He does in redemption of taking our sinfulness and covering it with Christ's perfection. I can't say I disagree with that thought.

Living in Arkansas made the sight of snow rare, but treasured, as we counted our winter blessed to have enough snow to be out of school to enjoy the unexpected day off. From facebook posts from this past winter, it seems that the natural state may have had their fill of winter weather to last them a while. With that in mind, the symbolism of what some would impose on the freshly fallen snow was astutely noticed.

The snow we've had today is at least my third snowfall experience in Korea, and could very well NOT be the last of this winter.  I enjoyed a safe walk uphill to get some dinner tonight through the falling flakes. As I set out this afternoon on some errands this is what things looked like near my apartment.

 Above is my school next to a church building. The school is the gray building.
Below is right outside my apartment with a patch of grass already covered.

The snow came and came. It was like walking in Narnia. I even found a lamppost that favored the one in Lion, Witch, and Wardrobe.

The beauty of it all is worth capturing on film or even slowing down to enjoy the scenery covered in a blanket of white.
My experience of the day seemed to leave the usually noisy corner of Korea quiet. The falling snow seemed to subdue the normal activity of the day. When I stepped into the busy supermarket though, the silence was broken for sure.
But being able to come back out and see the snow had not stopped was a gentle reprieve from the stressful sounds of a packed store.

For me today, it kept bringing to mind the passage about being still before God from Psalm 46. He is God and we are to stop our hustle and bustle and worship before Him. Walking on slippery sidewalks definitely slowed me down today but gave me more time for talking to Him. I get caught up in the routine of life so easily and needed the reminder of slowing down and having the essential time with HIM.
I read a great quote recently from a very wise man.

"It's hard to pray expectantly if you neglect to pray consistently." 

This quote seemed to slam into me, back up, and run me over again. How dare I get so caught up in MY business and MY life that I forget to acknowledge the ONE who has given me all things?! Trying to do anything without prayer is like trying to drive with no gasoline; like trying to fly an airplane with no wings; like expecting to have electricity when you haven't paid the bill in months.  

Christians, myself included, try to spiritualize so many things that happen in life. God doesn't let accidents happen and will definitely get our attention in a variety of ways. Weather patterns don't normally get to me like the snow today seemed to. But I am thankful for a gentle and soft reminder in my spirit of what I should be happening like breathing. 

Pray without ceasing. Prayer is like a breath; it is our lifeline of communication to God.