Snow Blob

“But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
    let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them,
    that those who love your name may rejoice in you.”
–Psalm 5:11

snow blob

Snow in Georgia is exciting. It beckons us with its rarity. Any time there was even a dusting of snow, my family and I would bundle up. The gloves, hats, and scarves that usually sit far back in the dark closet were donned. Despite the limited snow that actually falls, we’ve done all the usual snow activities. Snow angels, snow ball fights, sled races, and snowmen building—the fact that less than an inch of snow covers the ground has never stopped us. We’d play so hard until all the snow was either rolled away or melted. My mom would welcome in her dripping daughters with hot chocolate.

One year, my lovely and creative sister wanted to make a snowman. But there wasn’t enough snow for that. Instead, she made Snow Blob. And the beautiful girl that Hannah is, she wrote a song about him.
Every time it snows, the catchy tune plays through my mind.

“Snow Blob is my buddy.
Snow Blob is my friend.
Snow Blob is just a blob of ice.
But he’s got two gumballs for eyes.”

Snow Blob was more than just our buddy. He represents more than just a song that gets stuck in my head all winter. Snow Blob taught three Georgia girls a valuable lesson, one I’m just now beginning to figure out.

There will be days of abundance. There will be days when nothing seems to go right. In those seasons of plenty when there is enough snow to build ten snowmen, rejoice. There’s love surrounding you, so use it and let it sculpt you. But when the snow is scattered and you’re just scraping by, the time is still ripe for rejoicing. The snow might be full of grass. But there is grace undeserved, given to us by the God who gave up everything. Last year, the snowfall was beautiful. We built a 12 foot tall snowman. But Snow Blob will always have a special place in my heart, because he was built from the labor of less. We worked hard for Snow Blob. So even when the days are bleak, I know there is always another option. It is often easier said than done, but I can build a Snow Blob and sing.


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