Thursday, February 25, 2010

While you were sleeping

I have this annoying quality.  Every night, as soon as my head hits the pillow, my mind goes into hyper-drive.  Worrying, thinking, stressing, planning, and generally, well, not falling asleep. 

So for as long as I can remember I have read at night in order to keep my mind off stress and to get tired enough to finally fall asleep.  

Last night, a little after eleven, my head hit the pillow and I automatically reached towards my headboard at my plethora of books to find my nightly escape.  Problem was, I didn't feel like reading any of the ones there.  I then remembered that I was expecting some books in the mail and that I hadn't checked it yet that day.  

So I threw a sweatshirt on over my yellow t-shirt along with my red snowflake pajama pants, then threw on some flip flops and quietly opened the front door.  

And there, I was assaulted by a world of white.  Crud.  It had snowed, again.  (I am so ready for spring!)  I debated for a second about just going to bed and making do with one of my other books, but instead opted to put on some tennis shoes in lieu of my flip flops and trudged outside.

I started at a very brisk pace, wanting to get there and back in the house before I was soaked and before anyone saw me in my gorgeous ensemble.

But I found myself gradually slowing down.......

And then I stopped.  I was all alone.  Not a person or a car to be seen.  All was quiet, that kind of muffled quiet that only comes when the snow falls.  Tiny soft flakes were falling on my face, so gentle I almost couldn't even feel them.  And around me...everywhere that I could see, was absolute perfection.  The snow was unblemished, on the road, in the yards, on the cars, everywhere that the eye could see.  I stood there, in all my imperfect glory, breathing in the beauty.  In absolute wonder at God's creations, made even more beautiful by His touch.  

And then I turned around. 

There, behind me, were my footsteps, marring the perfection.  For a second I almost wanted to cry.  

When we came to this earth, we were a lot like that perfect snow, gleaming and pure.  All too quickly we become flawed.  

But I believe that He still sees us as that perfect snow.  He sees only the beauty of the person inside.  

And oh, how beautiful that must be. 

I'm so glad that I decided to go check the mail last night.  That I was able to see that beauty.  I'm sorry I didn't run back in for my camera.  

Oh, and just in case you were wondering, I had two books in the mail. 


  1. What a nice post. And I looooveee it late at night when there's no one around and there's snow. It's so beautiful and serene.

  2. I remember one night when I was a teen that I couldn't sleep for everything running around in my head. I paced the backyard for a while. Quiet. Still. And cold, but I was out there over an hour. No profound thoughts but it was better than tossing in bed.

  3. Wow! Great post and analogy.
    So deep.
    Love it.
    Also appreciate you checking out my WP blog. So far i likey.
    Thanks for everything.
    You are a mahvelous friend girl!

  4. I love when the snow is like that. So beautiful. I love how the atonement can be seen in all of nature in so many way, its a constant reminder. I am glad you got the books. :)

  5. What a beautiful analogy!! I love the reminder.

  6. sigh. Your post made me feel all "yoga"y and peaceful. Like I just breathed for the first time today. thanks.

  7. What a sweet and peaceful post. I needed this today! Oh, and I'm really glad you got some books in the mail:-)


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