Snow and sun

You know those mornings when we wake up after having slept only a couple of hours (or none at all!) and the sun is still below the horizon and you watch it come up quietly and try to summon the strength and joy to make it through another day?..... Only this morning the sun stayed behind the clouds and I sat through my first class at school, fighting with my eyelids to stay open and my mind floating in a million other worlds that didn't include analytical chemistry.... When I walked out it had started to snow, and massive fluffy flakes were coming down like God had suddenly realized summer was coming and he had to get rid of a whole pile of leftover snow...
I waded through the slush in my flip-flops and thin shirt and tried to hug myself to keep warm. All I wanted to do was sleep (or cry, usually when I'm super tired they go together).
When I had a break I went into a lounge and curled up on a chair with an old blanket that was there and put my head phones in, trying to drift off to sleep despite the noise around me.
The song was in French, (one of the few good French songs I've ever heard!) and I mentally translated while I listened.
Merveilleux Sauveur... (marvelous savior)..... je connaite ta gloire... (I (see) your glory).... Blessed, loving, exalted, precious Jesus.
Suddenly I am lifted above the slush and the cold and my exhaustion and I am kneeling before the throne of Jesus. Oh, worthy are you Lord!