Denver Seminary

Today is Easter. It's snowing. It started snowing this morning just before I went to church. This isn't just snow; this is piles of snow over six inches deep and still going strong. It's not cold, and this is not a blizzard. This is just typical Colorado spring snow. In a day it will probably be completely gone, revealing grass and small flower blooms. The buds on the trees will not freeze, and I'll be wearing t-shirts by the end of the week. Right now it looks like a big deal, but it has a purpose and will be gone without a trace soon.

We tend to live our lives as if the snow will never melt, and the flowers will never bloom. Our present situation consumes us to the point that we can't remember that the snow is temporary and covers things that really are there. The world is really not white. It's just temporarily covered. Our lives are not defined by the snow that presently rests on us. There is a promise of blooming flowers.

On the road to Emmaus, two of Jesus followers were covered with snow. Their promised savior was crucified and buried. The world was white. They were so focused on the snow that they did not even recognize the promise when it emerged. Christ met them, but they saw only snow. It took a lot of melting before they remembered that that snow only hides things, and their redeemer lives.

We all experience snow storms. The world turns white, and everything disappears. The tough thing to remember is that the snow melts and the flowers bloom. God has made the promise. We need to remember.