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By Kevin Kindrick
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I am not just any snowflake; I am the first snowflake of the year.
I’m clinging to the clouds – I do not want to let go, I don’t want to fall alone. But then the Maker Himself leans down, and with a breath from His lungs, He dislodges my grip, and I fall.
I soar into the afternoon sky, free. The silence is breathtaking; the loneliness is soul-breaking. Why did the Maker force me to fall alone? I look around – none of my brothers fall with me.
I look below and see a city rushing up at me – then I am caught by the wind and sent dancing across the sky; it is exhilarating!
I dance and loop through the air, and my heart fills with the sheer joy of existence. This must be why I was asked to fall first! The Maker wanted me to feel the openness He created above His earth.
Then something inside me says, “No, it goes far deeper than you can know.”
I shrug, trusting now in the Maker’s purpose, then continue my dance across the sky.
When the wind releases me I am over a small cluster of houses, and I can see that I will land among them. Far above me, I can sense my brothers beginning to fall, but they can never catch me from where they are.
As I tumble closer to the ground, I can see people moving around. There are a few cars moving up and down the streets, several children play under the supervision of a group of adults in one yard, but in the next yard over a young child stands alone, looking up into the sky. I seem to be moving toward him.
I watch him as I fall. He seems upset. When I am no more than ten feet above him I see tears on his cheeks, and I wonder why he is standing out hear weeping.
Then I land on his nose, and the cold of my impact seems to startle him. He jumps, and stops crying.
As I begin to melt, I feel his face work into a smile, and he whispers, “The first snowflake. Thank you Jesus.”
He turns to go back inside, and I hear the Maker say, “This is why.”
Now it’s my turn to smile.
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