Something white blankets the ground,
something that coats the grass, bare trees and bushes,
something indefinable at a glance,
something really bone-chilling,
something crisp when trodden upon,
"From whose womb did the ice emerge,
And who gave birth to the frost of heaven?"
(Job 38:29)
(Job 38:29)
Take a look once again.
Closer.
Now with a magnifier or a camera zoom lens.
What do you see?
Geometrical, cylindrical patterns, amazing symmetry.
Just incredibly stunning!
That's the marvel of these tiny ice crystals!
It's a kind of universe I thrive in.
"He sends the snow like wool. He scatters the frosts like ashes. "
(Psalm 147:16)
(Psalm 147:16)
"By the breath of God, the ice is produced."
(Job 37:10)
May the brilliantly cold beauty of the ice crystals warm your hearts.
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