Dear Readers,
For those of you that aren't snapchat friends with me, or didn't hang out with me in the beginning of the year, it may come as a surprise that I REALLY LOVE SNOW. This is just a somewhat simple post to explain to you why it is that I love snow, and maybe give you a little more perspective on it for yourself!
I have always enjoyed snow, but after we moved away from Washington state when I was six, we didn't really have white Christmases. It would be rainy, stormy, cold but not cold enough, or even sunny one year--but there wasn't really ever snow. You could tack that down as one of the big reasons that I love snow, and it is. Having snow around the holidays helps me think of when I had a very simple life, being very small, and of those times when I was warm with my family.
I also love it because it reminds me of my first semester of college here at BYU-Idaho. When I arrived on January 4th, 2013 it was snowing and white and I was so excited! What an adventure, braving the winter chill to go to class early in the morning on the far end of campus! I loved my first semester at college so very much, and that is another reason.
The third and final reason is the important one. One evening during that fantastic winter semester I walked across campus and worked out. Upon leaving the gym I found that it was snowing quite a bit. As I walked I marveled at the beauty of a quiet world, covered in tiny little white crystals. At the time I lived in apartments up the hill from the rest of the school and I had to walk by the dorms. I took some time to simply sit on the handrail by one of the buildings and watch it snow. This was something that I'd never really done before, and I was enchanted. The way the snow fell, the patterns it made as the wind blew, and then the way it fell so gently on my glove. I held out my hand and waited until I had accrued some of these tiny flakes and then decided to examine them closely. They were so perfect and beautiful, and as I confirmed in that moment, each one was unique.
Every snowflake that falls is different and important. One snowflake can't accomplish much on its own, but when it is with others--so many others--it can shine and make the world a brighter place in the darkest time of the year.
Now you know why Doug Knuth likes the snow so much.
Is it only because of that though?
No, not really.
The snow also reminds me of how much my Heavenly Father loves me. He created this world, and all of us in it, and we are each like a snowflake. We come in our season, and alone we might not make the biggest difference, but together we can brighten the world in its darkest hour. Together we can make something amazing happen, and we can see that there is something special in each of us--that's why.
-Doug Knuth
