One of those random posts that became not so random at the end

Why, it IS that time: time for a random post of nothingness that surely will have no message behind it by the end!! Although the last time I tried that one, I ended up coming out with some sort of message...but that's besides the point.

I signed in today thinking, "Yay, I'm going to post something that nobody will read, just so I can write. Because I like to write. Yes." But then I get to my dashboard, and what do I see?

I actually have FOLLOWERS?! What is this madness!? Do you guys have nothing better to do than read my mindless ramblings that sometimes have a point behind them!?

I love you dearly.

Moving on.

I happen to have a weird fascination with snow. I hate how cold it gets here, I hate the wind chill, and I'm not a particular fan of ice (except in indoor rinks where it's nice and smooth and I can wear skates). But snow is different. Sure, it's cold and icy and hurts when it gets thrown in your face (had that happen one too many times...), but it's snow. It's solid precipitation that you can pack or dust or dissolve. It covers the roofs and ground and trees in a sort of fluffy, glittering blanket.

Maybe I like it because I feel like a snow princess whenever I walk through the falling flakes and get them stuck in my hair (see Royalty post for a digression on that). Maybe I like it because it relates to a time of year when people are generally more generous and warm and loving, even if sometimes for the wrong reasons. Maybe I like it because it's so hard for me to imagine how the God of the universe could ever come up with such an awesome thing (I know I never could).

All I know is that whenever snow falls from the sky and starts collecting on the ground, I consistently am overwhelmed with a feeling of "God, you are so INCREDIBLE!!! This is BEAUTIFUL!!! I LOVE YOU!!!" And then I become a little child again, like the one Jesus says we need to be to enter His kingdom, forgetting the people around me and laughing giddily and dancing around in the snow. Maybe that's why I like the snow the most. Maybe the reason I actually enjoy this time of year is because it causes me to forget that I am technically an adult, a college student, with responsibilities and goals and such. I am once again reminded that in His eyes, I am always a kid, and I always will be. And when it comes down to it, His eyes are the only ones that matter.

(...well, I thought it would just be a random post...guess not, once again.)