This winter has given us a few good snows to build snowmen with.  One bright afternoon, the conditions were ideal.  The sun had given the snow the perfect stickiness.  My children and I rolled huge balls in the snow, as we left a path of greenish brown grass behind us.  Our bottom ball was so huge that I had to run as fast as I could and lunge against it to move it up and over a small hill in the backyard.  When I hit the snowball it only moved an inch forward and I had to quickly use my slight leverage to roll it just a little further.  Finally, with persistence, we had the huge ball and two others at our destination in the front yard.  The second ball was so heavy that I barely could lift it to its position on top of the huge bottom ball.  The third ball went on rather easily to raise the snowman to my height- six feet tall!

          Now came the task of turning these three balls of snow into a man.  I traced a mouth on the head and the snowman said, “The temperature is a little warm out here, don’t you think!”  Then I placed a big nose in the middle of his face.  The snowman breathed deeply and responded, “Nothing like the smell of wood burning in a fireplace to make a body feel good!”

            Next I spaced two eyes across from each other, one on each side of the face.  “How beau-

tiful the snow looks on the evergreen trees!”, the snowman exclaimed, as he admired the view.  I then finished my work on his head by forming two ears from snow and placing one on each side.  Soon my snowman again spoke excitedly, “The song of the redbird is simply thrilling!”

            By now you are wondering if I’ve lost my mind.  Perhaps you’re thinking that I watched the reruns of “Frosty the Snowman” too many times.  But consider this.  As creative as you and I might be in making snowmen, we cannot make mouths that talk, noses that smell, eyes that see, and ears that hear.  Can’t we see that Someone greater than ourselves must have given us mouths that talk, noses that smell, eyes that see, and ears that hear.  Our marvelous bodies that are fearfully and won-derfully made (Ps 139:14) are all the evidence we need that we have a Divine Creator.

God made men who talk, smell, see, and hear, not from snow, but from dust (Gen 2:7).  This we can believe.  That we became the men we are today by evolution and chance is no more believable than “Frosty the Snowman”.  It is nothing but a fairy tale.  Let this thought cross your mind every time that you see a snowman, “There is a God, He is alive, in Him we live and we survive; From dust our God created man, He is our God, the great I AM.”

        In 1883, Professor Naville uncovered the ruins of Pithom.  Its name was written on its great gateway.  Professor Kyle examined the ruins of the city in 1908 and wrote these comments concerning its construction, “The lower courses, in at least some of the store-chamber work, are laid with brick filled with good chopped straw; the upper courses made of brick having in them no binding material whatever, and the middle courses are made of brick filled with stubble pulled up by the roots.  The impress of the roots is as plainly marked in the brick as though by an engraver’s tools”.