WHEN I THINK OF SNOW

When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of purity;
Like the precious blood of God’s Son,
That completely cleanses from sin.

When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of my childhood;
Like the times when mom made snow cream, 
And stings from snowballs on my chin.

When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of your pure love;
How it blankets me completely,
Filling me with warm love within.


Written by Loyd Taylor, January 20, 2009
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