Last week we trekked to North Carolina to spend Thanksgiving with my sister and her family:

At one point we drove through snow. Flakes swirled around us.

Jake: How is each snowflake unique? How can that be possible?

Me: Because God is infinitely creative. He never ever runs out of ideas.

Jake: That’s unimaginable!

Pragmatic Maddie: Isn’t it possible because snowflakes lose arms and partially melt and then form other shapes?

Hmm.

Moment of thought for everyone.

Me: But isn’t that cool, too, that God takes what we see as negative and makes something beautiful out of it?

Maddie: It’s like they’re God’s fingerprints, each one different.

Snowflakes and people–fingerprints of God.