“What a lovely thing a rose is!… There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion,” said [Sherlock Holmes], leaning with his back against the shutters. “It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.” – From “The Adventure of the Naval Treaty” by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Snow is awfully pretty, isn’t it?
Sure, it’s cold and inconvenient and can be dangerous and we appreciate it less as we get older. But one of the prettiest things in this world is when there’s snow covering the ground and trees and big, fluffy, white flakes are drifting down around you.
It didn’t have to be pretty. We didn’t need it to be pretty. It could have just been cold and inconvenient and dangerous.
But God made it pretty, too.
Like the rose, it’s an extra.
And it is only goodness which gives extras.
So I say that we have much to hope for from the snow.