Lord, what a beautiful morning! Your world, all clothed in white, is a most wondrous view. Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow. Thank you for this special gift.
You are the God of renewal, of new beginnings, of taking the old and transforming it into the new. The sparkling snow reminds me of this, and I praise you. I praise you for your hands of love as the mold and shape me into the one you want me to be. For your patience, as you chip away all that is unsightly and useful for naught. For your love in seeing me through difficult times and foolish moments, for leading me to the place you want me to be.
Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow. Father, thank you for the blanket of white on a landscape barren and dry.
