To be deemed an "official" white Christmas, an area has to have an accumulation of at least 1" of snow, according to this article by KOMO News 4 in Seattle. I had actually prayed that we would wake up to a blanket of white yesterday morning, but it didn't happen. Then, after the presents were opened and we were munching on cinnamon rolls (the kind you have to peel out of a can), we saw that once again, God answered a prayer in His timing as we saw the first icy flakes falling. It was just a dusting, certainly not the inch required to call it a white Christmas, but it was a beautiful sight. There's something gentle and calming about watching snow fall softly to the ground, covering over a multitude of nature's sins and making even the ugly things becoming. Very much like Christ's love for us.

I hope you all had a nice Christmas with the ones you love.