The sky was still dark as I snuggled down into my chair. Our outside lights made little effort to shine early this morning allowing me to see. I began to read a piece written about the scene in John where a woman caught in sin was brought to Jesus. The people who brought her to Him had no idea what an act of mercy they were being invited into, but spiritually blind people rarely do. The story goes that stones were in hand, ready to be thrown to punish. A few words spoken by Jesus, and the stones began to drop. I wondered what that must have been like for her to hear the actual sound of grace? I sat quietly and listened. Outside the sky was raining down ice, and as it hit the window, I heard it too. And later when the sun came up, snow began to fall. White snow that is covering all and with it is another beautiful reminder. “Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD; though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.” (Isaiah 1:18). What peace is found at the feet of Jesus!