When I Look Up, It's Pretty

I looked up and saw the snowflakes...so pretty! How can something so
beautiful get ugly, I said to myself. But I pictured the snow melting, cars
and boots sloshing around in the grayish mush, people complaining about
shoveling.... That's what I often do. God gives beautiful blessings, and
what do I do with it? turn it into a destructive idol and source of misery!
If only I'd keep looking UP.

"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from
the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of
turning." (Jas. 1:17)