snowstorms & symphonies

lately i've been thinking about how many things are going on at once...from the microscopic to the cosmic & you and me in between.  


think about it...


there are whole worlds we don't see underground, in space, down the street, in every house, underfoot, in the corner of my room, in my body, under the sea,  all of which exist in the same moment.  to a girl who struggles with multi tasking--my Father's ability to balance/plan/handle it all may be the most awe inspiring thing about Him!  the whole world, seen and unseen, is churning with LIFE and it is God, my Father, that is the stirrer of it all.  in psalms david calls Him:


...Earth Tamer, Ocean Pourer, Mountain Maker, Hill Dresser, Muzzler of sea storm and wave crash...
found in psalm 65:2-8 the message


i was texting my friend sara this morning...and she informed me that her early morning flight to cali was delayed by a snowstorm in denver.  


in that moment i could see it all so clearly--how frustrated i would be if that was me...how--if it were me--i would shrink the snowstorm to be an annoyance instead of a His wonderful, white, song. 


i have been to a few symphonies in my day (thanks mom).  at the time i was just a kid (with a touch of a.d.d.) and needless to say, i didn't really enjoy the experience.  looking back now--the one thing i always found fascinating was the conductor.  i could scarcely tear my eyes from him.  his whole body was passionately involved in song.  how did he know when each instrument was supposed to come in???  i was enchanted with how he controlled the explosion of sound--pushing and pulling the song louder and softer with his hands.  from drums to tubas, clarinets to flutes--all the instruments played their parts and waited on his hands to move...


for some reason, when i got sara's text about her flight being delayed, all i could see was my Father directing that snowstorm like a Divine Conductor--making the snow dance to his rhythm and cadence.  all i could see for a split second was how all of life is a symphony singing to His tune--how each note waits on His hands to move.  the snow, sara's life, mine, these brown boxes i've been packing...it was all very much like a scene from disney's fantasia...boxes, brooms, snowstorms & me and you--everything in this world moving to His music.


thinking about just how many worlds He is simultaneously conducting makes each snowstorm in my life look more like a symphony and less like an annoyance.  somehow He's got everything singing His praises.  

and it's up to us to join the chorus.

what a beautiful snapshot of Himself He gave me this morning.  call me crazy but i treasure these little pictures He paints in my head...