When I was a little girl, the first snowfall of the season was a big deal.
If the snow had fallen overnight, my Mom would wake me up with, “Lori, I have a surprise for you!”
I’d then look outside to see everything covered with a blanket of pristine, white snow. I’d be excited about going outside to play in it with my friends. We’d create snow angels and snowmen, throw snowballs, go tobogganing, and perhaps even make a snow fort.
A new snowfall was an occasion for joy.
But now that I’m an adult, how do I react to a fresh snowfall?
With groans and grumbles.
I think of having to shovel it off the driveway and the sidewalk. I think of how it will make the roads slippery and the commute slower. I think of all the extra work and trouble it will cause me.
Nowadays, a new snowfall is an occasion for chores and complaints.
I guess I’ve lost the joy that new snow used to bring me.
The same thing can happen in our spiritual lives, too.
We sometimes lose the joy that our salvation initially brought us. Gradually, our focus shifts from Jesus and what He has done for us to what we feel we should be doing for Him.Read more