remember this moment

I woke up this morning to see a world bathed in white. Millions of snowflakes twirled down from an even-gray sky, coming to rest on the tree branches, ground, or birds’ wings on which they fell. I stood at the window and watched, mesmerized, letting my soul bathe in the silent music of their movement.

I never want to forget the snowflake dance. I want to catch that moment in a jar like a firefly. I want to be able to look at the warm light of this memory forever—letting it take me back to this place, at this time. Home on January 17, 2012.

This upcoming year holds a lot of changes in store for me. Lord willing, I’m moving to Florida to go to Bible school, which is one of my hugest, dearest dreams. I can’t wait! I love travel—I love adventure—I love Jesus. I can’t wait to learn more about Him. I’m so excited about the memories waiting to be made there!

But I will be far away from the snowflake dance, so I want to remember this moment.