It’s mighty cold in the frozen tundra of Minnesota.  Cold enough to close almost all the schools in the twin cities.  It was the kind of morning to just curl up in a warm blanket and go back to sleep.  It was so cold, I couldn’t really get my own personal engine started to write my usual early blog.

In thinking about the cold temperatures I was reminded of Job’s references to God’s hand in all of nature.  Here are a few of them:

“From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens?” Job38:29

“The breath of God produces ice, and the broad waters become frozen.” Job 37:10

“when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,” Job 6:16

These beautifully descriptive words speak volumes about the power and majesty of our God.  You can almost see Him blowing on the lakes and turning them into frozen bodies of water or touching the atmosphere and creating intricate patterns in the snowflake.  You can hear is whisper in the crunch under your feet as you traverse across the expanses of white. The below zero air enlivens all your senses and you can see, hear, feel, taste and breathe in the presence of God.   In each season He presents Himself to us in the most glorious ways.

How majestic is His name in all the world!