Snowflakes – Each One Unique


This year I made snowflakes, I usually do a crafting project for the holidays.  I know they look like tree ornaments, but they are not or they could be.  They are anything you want them to be.

As children we learned that each snowflake is unique.  Well as I was making these, I got a glimpse of our Heavenly Father’s creativity.  Each of my snowflakes is unique.  No two are identical.  Some obviously are very different, but some had the same types of beads.  However, I can assure you their loops were never the same!

You are perfectly and wonderfully made – a unique creation – a mighty miracle with Heavenly purpose.  My prayer is that if you are reading this that you may know intimately your Heavenly Father and walk in His ways all of your days.

I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.  Psalm 139:14 KJV

So as I pondered snowflakes, a song kept rippling in my head.  I did a post about it here several years ago.  Special thanks to Susan White for singing that song and leading me into worship at moments of great need and moments of great sorrow through the years!

As we celebrate the Savior’s birthday (whether we got the date right or wrong) – remember that you are special and unique.  He came to earth to be born so that He could rescue you.  What love divine!



Finding Gems & Sharing Them – Snowflakes – Each One Unique


Snowing Seriously

I thank Susan White for singing this song for me through the years.

As I was watching the snowflakes fall recently, I heard her singing it in my spirit.  I always tear up when I hear this song or even just think about it.  I take that as a good thing, a soft spirit turned toward the Lord in the moment.  I share it with you in the hopes that it ministers to you as well!  Turn your eyes to Him and watch the snowflakes fall in your heart~


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I once read in a poem, when snow covers the earth

That it hides the world’s scars and gives nature new birth

And they say when a man turns from sin to the Lord,

That forgiveness like snow covers him evermore.



And somewhere it’s snowing, see the soft drifting downsnowflake1

As the snowflakes surrender to the hardening ground.

Like the good grace of Jesus that now covers our sins.

In the kingdom of heaven, it’s snowing again.


smowflake2And it’s told that the angels lift their hearts and rejoice

When one traveler turns homeward from his way to the Lord’s.

If somewhere someone’s turning, he’s given his all

Then God’s grace, like snow, is beginning to fall.


CHORUS   And somewhere it’s snowing, see the soft drifting downsnowflake3

As the snowflakes surrender to the hardening ground.

Like the good grace of Jesus that now covers our sins.

In the kingdom of heaven, it’s snowing again.


Author: Katrina Rae via The Lyric Archive’s-Snowing#

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Rhonda Ratliff Steps into Heaven — We will Miss Her Dearly!

Rhonda Ratliff steps into heaven January 2012

Our loss is truly heaven’s gain!  I know she is dancing for joy now and free from pain.

Rhonda was a best friend and a most faithful prayer partner for many many years.  I guess we met as a result of Susan and Richard White who sent her my way for financial consultation back in the 1990’s although I am not sure of the year and we may actually have first met at the bible study in their home years ago.

Anyway, she did an amazing job of getting her financial affairs in order through some very difficult circumstances and with much prayer and wise actions was able to turn things around and bless many in the process.  She lived a life of ministry seeking first the kingdom of heaven and I am very sure there was much rejoicing there upon her recent arrival.  I knew she was instantly in the presence of the Lord and free free free.  While I mourn with her family on her passing, I am just a bit jealous that she beat me there.  I look forward to our reunion in eternity and encourage any reading this and knowing of her time with us to smile and remember how she blessed each one of us the best way that she knew to do so.

I remember her decision to go work with Joyce Meyer’s Ministries and also her decision to return to the Dallas area.  Each decision carefully turned over to the Lord and time spent actively seeking His guidance in all matters.  She loved her family dearly and cared for her dad through difficult times and his relatively recent passing.

She has supported each one of her friends and many she did not know personally in prayer.  Many of us received almost daily devotionals from her and it was always a good reminder to me about putting first things first.  When my mom was bedridden, Rhonda would come over and help me with her and just be with us when we both really needed a friend.  She was and is the definition of a friend.  She was there when needed to encourage and do what she could about matters.  The ripples of her good works will go on for eternity and I look forward to seeing her again.

But the most precious thing above all is the knowledge of her deep and abiding love for the Lord.  What a sweet sweet spirit just to be with her!  With lots of love and warm memories of times spent together~


NOTE:  Rhonda’s memorial service will be this Monday at 3 PM in the Cindy Nichols Chapel at the First Baptist Church in Denton, Texas.   The church is on Malone street and the chapel is on the north side.  There will be a gathering after the service at the church.

What follows is a letter I received at my earthly father’s passing that applies to Rhonda as well so I share it with you now.  People who know the Lord, know where they are going but we only have glimpses of how glorious it will be.  Somehow Claire gave me a special glimpse with this letter and I hope it ministers to you in your time of need as well.

Preface:  This is just one of the special notes received when my earthly father, Ted Franklin Crosnoe, passed on September 18, 1996.  It has ministered to me so often and so strongly that I share it with those experiencing the loss of a loved one.  Somehow Clare’s letter helps me catch a glimpse of the other side and look forward to the day we will see each other again.  I share it with you now in the hopes that it will bless you as it has me.  In loving memory of my dad and of your loved one also./sc

Our Lord’s Day, 22 September 1996

Dear Sandie,

Kevin Reed gave us the news that the Lord had delivered your father from “the

body of this death”, and taken him home to glory.  I am both glad and sorry to

hear of it.  Glad, of course, for your father, for “to die is gain”, and he can now

see God face to face and is delivered from the spiritual battles of this life.  I

grieve, though, for you and your mother.  It seems now like such a long time until

we shall see our departed loved ones again, though laid in the balance with

eternity I’m sure it must really appear miniscule. But since we are a body and

have need of each other, we feel it keenly when one member is absent, and I

know that you must miss your father greatly.

I hope the Lord will remain especially close to you during this time, that you might

be cheered by His presence.  I praise Him for your father’s holy life, and that He

gave your father grace to persevere to the end.  I was just reading over the

promises in Revelation 2-3, to “him that overcometh”, and they are so thrilling

and marvelous: your father will be given to eat of the tree of life, which is in the

paradise of God; will receive a crown of life; will not be hurt of the second death;

will be given the hidden manna and a white stone with a new name written; will

be clothed in white raiment, and Christ will confess his name before his Father

and his angels; will sit with Christ on his throne; and will be made a pillar in the

temple of God, and will go no more out.  Surely “eye hath not seen, nor ear

heard, neither have entered into the heart of man the things which God hath

prepared for them that love him”!

Our prayers will be with you and your family.

Love in Christ,

Clare Cason

Van Alstyne, Texas

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