White was my favorite color when I was just a child,
It made me think of purity, of peace and love gone wild,
The colors of the rainbow are included in white’s glow,
Shades of blue, green, yellow and red infused within the snow,
A blanket of white on the ground at early morning’s rise,
The sun yet has not arisen, so we still close our eyes,
And when we wake to open them, we’re in for a surprise,
Whiteness of snow is everywhere, what a perfect disguise,
It covers all the dung of life, it cleans up everything,
The snow is like the purity that God alone can bring,
He washes us in His own blood, He makes us white as snow,
So we can stand before His throne, and into heaven go,
The temperatures are falling fast, winter is surely here,
We’ll remove snow from car windows, we’ll don our winter gear,
Another six months await us, to face another storm,
The thought of going out the door, gives way to staying warm,
We huddle beneath our blankets, put on a pair of socks,
Climb back into our winter beds, aware that winter rocks,
Especially when you’re retired, and you don’t have to work,
The dreams of staying warm instead, is just another perk.
I need to start appreciating the color white. Fresh, white snow is falling again. It has washed away all the ugliness from the backyard – all those yellow patches. It has covered the remainder of leaves that fell after the last snowfall. It glistens like a field of diamonds. Its a good reminder of how God has washed us clean from our sins and made us perfect in His sight.
Thank you, God for WHITE!