Good Job.

I like how when it snows everything seems to become rather quiet & still.  Loud cities cease to make noise as people decide to sneak away indoors where it is warm.  Even the busiest of people choose to merely sit, abandoning plans & to do lists because the weather serves as a reason to do...nothing at all.  

It is acceptable to cancel those plans, that you might not really have wanted to do in the first place, and just curl up by the fire & not go out.  Blaming it on your fear of driving in such conditions or your inability to see your car as it is enclosed in a mound of snow that has begun to resemble an igloo.  

Without a fire to curl up by, I sat by the window.  I decided to just sit and watch the snow fall.  

It really is quite beautiful.

As I observed the snow fall I heard the sound of a shovel.  I peered down below to find a father and son clearing a path for their mom to come home.  The dad moved like a snow plow, quickly and efficiently clearing snow to the side, rarely stopping for rest.  His son, who mustn't be older than two, helped too.  The shovel and son were almost the same size; the shovel won in stature.  Despite being so small he followed the motions of his Dad to clear the path.  Often his feet would loose balance, due to the motion of leaning with the shovel and he would fall.  Dad would turn around to make sure he was alright and the little boy would get right back up and continue the job.  His sons method of discarding the snow often resulted in it landing right back on the cleared driveway.  [This was probably the most adorable thing I had seen in like forever.]

Little clumps of snow scattered the neatly plowed path. 

When Dad did decide to take a moment and catch his breath he'd yell "Good Job!".  With as much enthusiasm and zeal as if his son were really helping to clear the path.  It didn't matter if the path wasn't clear, it didn't matter that he would probably have to retrace his steps and clear the path again.  His son was trying and looked to him as a guide.  His son was learning and experiencing.  

I couldn't help and see God's grace in this.  How we too will work with shovel in hand, clearing a path to walk down, looking to Him as a guide.  We too make a mess of the path.  We fall, trip & loose our balance and He continually praises our efforts when we choose to get up and look towards Him.