Let it Snow!

It is no secret, snow is not my best friend...not even a well-liked acquaintance. I've never truly enjoyed it. I used to ski, but that was before I realized how much more enjoyable it was to sit by the fire in the lodge, sip on hot cocoa, and chat with whomever else chose not to brave the elements. When asked if I ever plan to move back to New York, I generally answer the question with a question..."have you ever experienced a New York winter?" It is cold. It is wet. It causes disruptions to my schedule. No, snow and I have never been the best of friends. So, the 30 something inches of snow that has fallen on DC this week has been a bit of a challenge.

I admit, I've struggled with being content this week. Until today, I had not left my house in seven days. Yes, an entire week. For those of you who do not know, I gave up my car this summer with the idea that I could just use mass transit (more financially and environmentally friendly, right?). Well...this week our mass transit system closed. So, unless I wanted to walk through 30+ inches (they haven't plowed the roads, let alone shoveled sidewalks), I was stuck. We have been fortunate...we never lost power, we have heat and water. Our cable did go out for a few hours which caused my roommates and I to live through a moment of panic, but even that was promptly restored. So, relative to the situation, I've suffered little.

If you haven't seen any footage on the storm, here is a glimpse...the White House on the first day of the storm...


You can see lots of other pics at washingtonpost.com.

It may not seem extreme to many of you, but for us it has been record breaking!

Ironically, or not, I found myself reading Job 38 this week. This particular part is where God is speaking directly to Job. Throughout the chapter He delineates His power and the sheer magnitude of His creation. He asks, "Have you entered the storehouses of the snow or have you seen the storehouses of the hail?" Add to that Oswald Chamber's discussion of seeing God through His creation and I had a moment of clarity. I felt the rebuke. It caused me to pause and take a moment to appreciate the majesty of His creation. I've said before that a blanket of fresh snow, with the sun reflecting off of it can be quite beautiful (as long as I have no reason to be out in it), but this was different. I felt His power. Appreciated His creativity. I felt blessed. I'm not sure that I will ever enjoy the snow as much as a bright summer day (certainly not as much as Ashley and Sara), but I will strive to look upon it and agree that "it is good."