there was a night back in late january. it was beginning to snow when i had left work to walk to sg. it was the kind of snow that was so lovely. small, sparkly flakes that drifted gracefully and shimmered in the streetlight. the snow was soft and gently blanketed the dirty streets of ny, and made them clean. pure. plush.
i walked through this snowfall and thought to myself, i wish i could share this moment with someone. everything is so beautifully romantic. how lovely it would be to be in love on a night like this.
and as i felt small pangs of loneliness creep into my heart, i earnestly prayed, God, would you walk with me right now? will You be my lover and share this romantic moment with me?
and He did.
suddenly, i felt warmth around my shoulders - the way i would feel warmth if a man were to put his arm around me. i knew at that moment that God was walking with me, our strides in synch, with His arm around my shoulders. and though i was cold everywhere else, where God's arm was, it was warm.
so we walked. my Lover and me - in the beautiful snow that He created, and in the quiet stillness of the night. we walked, and i was lonely no more.
