Winter's Sparkle

On my winter walks the last few evenings it has really struck me how beautifully the snow sparkles under the glow of the street lights.

I just can't seem to take my eyes off of it...
it is just so breathtaking.

What is it about sparkle that captures the imagination and makes us so full of wonder? Why do we want so much glitter and light in our lives?

Just look at a child as they gaze in wonder at all the beauty that surrounds them during this season of celebration.

Many of us, as adults, have lost that sense but when we stop in silence and wait and listen and really feel what's deep inside our souls, isn't this what we want? What we were made for?
We were meant to enjoy beauty, just look at all of nature that He so lavishly gave to us to care for.

And we were meant to be beautiful...

Can you think of a time in your life that you felt the most beautiful?

I automatically think of my wedding day and, yes, I felt very beautiful as my father came to take my arm with a gleam of love and admiration in his eye and as I walked down the isle towards my beloved and saw the look of awe on his face, it was every girls dream come true.

But seeing the sparkle of the snow last evening seemed to trigger another memory... one that I haven't thought of in years.

It was on an evening during the Christmas season in my 13th or 14th year, or so, that I took part in a Christmas Production that the choir of our church put on. I was fairly new to the choir but the director asked me to sing a duet with a friend of mine.

I was to be an angel and I felt beautiful as I stood up on the stage in white, with silver garland about my neck, and sang my song. I don't remember, even, what song it was anymore, but I remember the feeling of the floodlight from the balcony shining down on me.

And the best part of this memory is when my grandma came to me later and asked me if the earrings I had been wearing were diamonds because they sparkled so beautifully in the light and that I really did look and sing like an angel. And her words meant the world to me.

I believe that this is what we are meant for and I wonder.... I am full of the wonder of ...

"what will heaven be like".