A snowman comes disassembled from Heaven!

As a child, I remember always playing outside...especially in the snow.  I look outside and I see a few children playing, but shouldn't there be more?  After all, it is Christmas vacation!  I sit here at a computer thinking...because of the technology of today - more kids are staying indoors.  Sad, very sad. 

Since I'm on the topic of snow - my husband just told me a cute saying.  "A snowman comes disassembled from Heaven".  As I ponder this thought, we all come that way.  For those of us who believe that God created each of us.  When we are developing in our mother's womb - we are being formed little by little in perfect timing and unique - just like each individual snowflake. 

Today, I am amazed at the miracle of snow and this reminder from my Heavenly Daddy - how precious life is!

Psalm 139:13-18
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
      and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
      Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
      as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
 You saw me before I was born.
      Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
 Every moment was laid out
      before a single day had passed.
 How precious are your thoughts about me, O God.
      They cannot be numbered!
 I can’t even count them;
      they outnumber the grains of sand!
 And when I wake up,
      you are still with me!