So yesterday was our 6th snow day since we came back to school in January. Sixth. At this point, I just want a “normal” school week. Like one where we have school every day. One without early dismissals. One where I am there all week, too, instead of being gone for appointments. I’m not sure when that’s going to happen! Next year?
So, just lately, we’ve gotten more snow than we know what to do with. Literally. Where do we even put it. When I walked to church last Sunday, I had to navigate from my sidewalk to the street…you know, that tiny entrance that has been blocked because the snowplows went down the street (for which I am grateful, by the way). Yeah. Hip deep. Seriously. I took a step and didn’t think I was going to make it out of there. Let alone without losing my boot in the process.
I felt like this was quite a metaphor for my life, and for God’s love. Often I feel snowed in and don’t know where to go from there. Overwhelmed. And it just keeps on coming. Yet I know that God’s love is boundless (kind of like the snow that just keeps on coming) and that He will give me the grace to carry on.
And from my Violet Vantage Point, that enables me to enjoy the snow and the craziness of life, no matter how much I get!