Snow is something quite incredible.
In the midst of all that white, there is a serenity I've never felt anywhere else.
Even with people around, you can be still--because the snow is still.
It makes everything quiet.
Pure.
It covers everything, even the painful gashes.
"Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow"
(Isaiah 1:18)
"wash me, and I will be whiter than snow"
(Psalm 51:7)
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~Mandy