Wednesday. January 23rd. Also remembered as the day it began to snow in Tokyo, the landscape a beautiful blanket of white.
If I could, I would store the snow in a bottle and send it back to you.
Every feeling of melancholy evaporated at the sight of the falling snowflakes around me. God's grand way of telling me, "Look how much I love you." Everything made pure, pure as snow.
The Eskimos have at least a hundred words for snow, and all I could think was,"Wow".
"Come now, let us reason together," says the LORD.
"Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool."
- Isaiah 1:18
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