Not in the Mud

Snow angels and puffy coats and hot chocolate and fun! But, anticipation for our snow party was met with an extreme drop in temperatures. A change of plans: Maybe kickball in the mud? Maybe the playground in the mud?


Now I’m a girl that loves the mud. I’m pretty sure there is a picture of me, about 10 years old, just sitting in the mud (and enjoying it) in our backyard. Today I wore my boots for the mud. It would have been fine and fun to have a snow party in the mud (we all would have needed a bath), but let’s think about this as a metaphor.

I love this quote by C.S. Lewis in The Weight of Glory,

“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”

Every year the first snow speaks a greater Word than winter to me.

Psalm 51:7b, “Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.”

Isn’t that the desire of your heart, too, this season?

We like our mud and our mess enough, but when we get a glimpse of the pretty white snow that is whiter than things we thought all the rest of the year were white, the mud isn’t as attractive. The mud of life is worth abandoning for Jesus Christ to give you a spiritual bath.

Maybe you are looking for cleansing from unforgiveness or from abandonment or from hurt or from anything else.

Check Jesus out this season, and may you experience a time of refreshing that STAYS like the “snowflakes that stay on your nose and eyelashes.”

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