The Most Beautiful Thing

After sitting down at the Potter's house and getting sucked into the great Disney film Aladdin, I decided to head home at 1AM. Such a schedule makes me love the "No Friday classes" schedule. I'll miss that- but tonight- it was greatly worth it.

As I stepped out the door, I was struck with awe of the sight before my eyes. It was a true winter wonderland. The snow flakes lazily dropped from the sky illuminated by the orange lighting from campus. I walked back in the 3-4 inches of fluffy precipiation smiling and humming Christmas tunes. But then the sight became even better.

I wasn't the only one enjoying this blessing. As I turned the corner leading to my building, in the turn around entrance for vehicles, there were ten or more students out, scampering around like children, scooping up handfuls of the freshly-layed snow and throwing snowballs, laughing and giggling. This celebration of snow is something I wanted to take a picture with in my mind and never forget. It was as if they were children again, forgetting the time of morning, and embracing the snow that falls so frequently in this region.

After a blessed night of friendship, learning, and nature, I cannot help but to turn back to the Creator of it all and give him a big thank you.

Thank you, God. It was amazing. You are amazing. Thank you, so very, very, much.