I’m in a snow-white frame of mind. Gotcha! You think Disney, while I have a White Christmas flashback. It was Christmas time…. I snuggled under my electric blanket, mesmerized by Bing Crosby’s White Christmas. Snow-white scenes were reminiscent of Christmas’ in Mycenae, NY.
As a young girl, living in the rural area outside of Syracuse, I had the joy and excitement of many white Christmas.’ I will be the first to admit that snow is not always joy to residents in that area. Early morning risers must shovel or plow snow covered roads, sidewalks and driveways.
Highways and Interstates become danger zones; travelers are involved in vehicle accidents and easily become stranded in sub-zero temperatures in the midst of towering snowdrifts. Dazzling white snow becomes brown slush and New Yorkers fantasize making Florida their winter home.
A pure heart is no fantasy… “Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me and I will be whiter than snow (Psalm 51:7 NIV).” I remember my first Christmas after being born again. The Lord gave me the ideal gift, a clean heart and a White Christmas!