“Ohhh…., what shall I do?” she asks herself.
She peers out the window at the ice blue sky dotted with clouds colored in the purity of white, matching the fresh snow covering the ground. The trees, although bare of leaves, stand in majesty and strength. There is calm about the scene that cannot be denied.
Chloe sits at her kitchen table, with steaming hot tea flavored with honey held in one hand, and her Bible in the other. These moments in the morning, before her family rises, are special, as only can be when communing with her Heavenly Father.
Opening her Bible and turning the gold edge pages to Philippians 4:6-7 (NIV), she reads, “I am not anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, I present my requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, guards my heart and my mind in Christ Jesus”.
Chloe ponders the scripture, and how God knows the thoughts of her heart, and the anxiety with questions, which dwells within. She has been carrying these feelings alone, not being able to share with her husband and children. The scripture brings her a light bulb moment. Prayer is her answer.
“Heavenly Father”, Chloe cries out, “this is such good news bearing so much upheaval.”
Chloe’s mind and heart slips back to her early teens. It was a time of first love and first wrong decisions, and loss. That time stood still and then was gone, yet never forgotten.
“Father God, I never thought I would ever see her again. Her tiny little hands, blue eyes, light blond hair, and strong wailing cry. She seemed tough, all six pounds of her, ready to face anything life held in store for her. You said, let her go. I did.”
Chloe’s mind drifts from God again. She thinks on the Monday, two weeks past, when Sarah, e-mailed, saying, “I think you are my mother. May we meet?” Now 18 years of age, an orphan, her parents having been killed in an auto accident, Sarah needs to know her mother, and the story of her adoption.
Chloe reminds God of the family she has build in the past 18 years. The family including a loving husband of 15 years, Jared, age 14, and Heather age 12. Chloe never shared knowledge of her first child with Ben, her husband, and the children were also left in the dark. “Oh God, Chloe cries, what have I done?”
“My dear Chloe, I have always been with you and there have been no secrets with Me. I am here. You are not in this alone.”
The moment with God is interrupted with the cries of her family. “What’s for breakfast?” Heather, young enough to appreciate fresh new snow, wants breakfast to be done, so that she can go out and be creative in the snow. She tells Chloe that a snowwoman is the order of the day, and can she have a carrot, some buttons, and one of her mother’s old church hats.
Chloe feels God nudging her to go with the flow and with that, she suggests that they build a snow family. With a hurried breakfast under their belts, they all rush out into the snow. First there is the daddy built strong and tall. Along side him, arose a dainty snow mommy with her church hat setting atop. Then Jared and Heather, formed with their own hands, a replicate of themselves.
The family stood back admiring their snow family. Silently Chloe prays to God, and with His leading, she picks up a ball of snow, and begins creating a third snow child. She makes it a little bigger than Jared and creates it female.
Ben looks at Chloe with questioning eyes. Heather asks what the others are also thinking, “Mommy, why did you make another snow child?”
Chloe invites her family into the warmth of their home for a cup of hot chocolate. With her family lovingly sitting around her at their kitchen table, Chloe begins to tell them a story. The story is her story and Sarah’s story.
Silence lingers for moments that seemed to last forever. Then in unison, on cue with God and understanding, they all cry out….
With this joint understanding, Heather finds her way back to her mother, and Chloe’s family is completed. Their family becomes like the peaceful snow family, that they all created together, which was God’s plan all along.
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