“Snow globes don’t shake on their own!” screams Isaac into the microphone. A fact I’d never considered before. These perfectly still, peacefully silent miniature landscapes are disrupted by a larger-than-life hand, often for no other reason than the giant’s entertainment. Are we living in a snow globe, our lives periodically shaken by unpredictable events to please a higher power—or are we the shakers of someone else’s world? Are we holding our breath amid the chaos or leaving giant fingerprints on the glass as we shake aggressively? Remember: no matter how many times a snow globe is shaken, everything will go still again…eventually.