Today I read of Amos,
the pronouncements against Moab, Judah, and Israel:
haughtiness, corruption, idolatry, immorality!
Like road sand mixing with snow,
stealing away the purity and beauty,
so were the thoughts and actions of those ancient ones.
Father, Sovereign Lord,
may I renounce sinfulness and cling to you,
just as the snow clings
to the swaying branches of the firs.
May I be like the purest snow,
receiving your light and reflecting it,
magnifying your great name.
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