Ice…. use it, appreciate it or fall on it

It broke. No we have no ice maker. We do however have a ruined floor from where the water had been dripping under the fridge for weeks or months and soaking up under the flooring. Ice; we have to make it by hand. Pour water in a small tray and freeze. Such a process and yet God does it so brilliantly. One wakes up to the trees covered and the world a fairy tale land. It’s beautiful, it’s almost sacred and it’s slippery. God takes no effort to design, create and amazing us with the beauty of ice. And, in a split second we go from gingerly walking, to flailing the air and landing with a great thud.

Job mentions ice. God is talking to Job about who created the world and where was Job when it all began. In chapter 38 God is giving Job a lesson The Who done it’s in the world. It reminds me of when I would stand three children in front of me and ask who gave them breakfast, who washed their clothes, who gave them life. God reminds us , “from whose womb comes ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens when the waters become as hard as stone?” God made some pretty incredible things and ice has to be one of them. Oh, we can create ice, after God creates water. We can create ice after man has made a freezer for us to put it in, or unless God drops the weather temperature low…

The things we find beauty in we also find challenges with. In the cafe, when asked if you want ice, on a hot day in August, the answer is yes. On a cold day in January, perhaps the answer is no. We want ice. We don’t want ice. We want sun. We don’t want sun. We want snow. We don’t want snow. We want friends. We want to be left alone. We want stuff. We donate stuff. There are moments when the things we want, may disappear or we cease to want them. On a cold, icy day in Illinois with schools cancelled, we don’t really want any more ice and yet we have ice everywhere and the time to watch it’s crystals and be amazed at its beauty. It’s more beautiful when we aren’t sitting on our behind on the sidewalk covered with it, but it still is a thing of beauty.