Me Against the Snow...

Ok, it's time for me to declare how much I indeed abhor the snow! Apparently there was a predication for snow last night into this morning, but it didn't happen. So silly me thought, oh gee, maybe the system passed us by and gloated in the fact that the meteorologists got it wrong yet again! Well, the last laugh was one me. So, I in my confident snow-free attitude trolloped out of the door with not a snow boot on my foot or a hat on my head, but only a short wool peacoat and a scarf. I was bold...too bold! So, I made it to church and got almost all the way through the 1st service when it happened! I stared in complete horror at the snow that dared to fall! (Forgive me Father, for I know the weather is of your will and creation and was taught to never speak against it). So as I'm straining to look out of any crevice in the church walls (all while singing mind you) my countenance changed completely and I lost all of my joy within seconds. All I could think about were the 2 services that we had to go, tiptoeing through the snow in my 2.5 inch heels and going in a merry go round motion cleaning off the snow that had accumulated on the entire body of my car!!! I was too through! Uggh! So before you tell me to calm down and get over it, wait a dog gone minute! I'm from Georgia where snow is a rare event and even the possibility of it (whether it comes or not) will cause you not to do nuthin. Well, I've progressed past that point after enduring the worst snow that the Maryland/DC metro area has encountered in nearly 80 years upon my moving to this area. So, I deserve major credit. But today, I wasn't trying to bank any points! It's been a long week and I just couldn't deal with the snow. Well, I had to deal with it and after the benediction I dreadfully tipped (just barely not slipping several times) outside and got to the next task at hand. Several choir members were concerned about me (as my attitude had taken a severe turn for the worst inside the sanctuary) and I probably didn't handle it in the best manner as I just wanted to mope in my spirit of solitude instigated by the snow. I'll have to ask for forgiveness from them too at choir practice.

Alas, God is good. He's kind. He's great. He's forgiving. And most of all, He's still God...which means that he controls the weather and I don't! And when I start to complain, I need only think of the thousands of people in New York and other states across the country who've endured several feet of snow this season and who are still without electricity just trying to stay alive. I am humbled and the more grateful.