Snowing in the Sunlight

My son Andrew shared a video from their home and titled it, “Snowing in the Sunlight.” As soon as I read those words, it felt like more than just weather,  it felt like a message. A message that could describe what I’m walking through now, something beautiful and layered.

Snow falling in sunlight can be so beautiful. Two opposites meeting in the same moment. Life has seasons like that. Times when sorrow and beauty fall together. Times when we are walking through something heavy, yet the light still finds a way to touch us. A memory, a kindness, a tender mercy. It doesn’t erase the ache, but it softens it. It reminds us that even in the coldest places, warmth can still break through.

“Snowing in the sunlight” makes me think of the way God works in our lives. How He lets the light shine through even it feels like it is snowing in our heart. Sometimes the blessing is so quiet we only recognize it later, when we look back and realize the light was there all along.

Maybe that is the gift of moments like this. It teaches us to look for the shimmer. To notice the way beauty can fall right in the middle of our ordinary days. To trust that even in the seasons that feel cold or uncertain, like the passing of my husband, the loss of my father and the tender work of caring for my mother, something bright is still there.

Snow in the sunlight doesn’t last long. But while it falls, it can be breathtaking. And maybe that is enough to remind us that God’s light can touch any season, any heart, any moment, even the ones we never expected.

“Snowing in the sunlight” becomes a picture of life’s tender contrasts. It’s the way cold and warmth can fall together, the way sorrow and beauty can share the same moment.  It becomes a symbol of God’s gentle presence and that God’s light can touch any season and any heart, even when you least expect it.