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Weather Alert: - First Major Snowfall of Season to Blanket Mid-West- Up to 14 inches
expected locally - scrolled across the bottom of the late movie.
I sprang out of bed, squealed, did
my snow jig, and went a bit nuts.
I pulled the curtain back and saw the huge flakes plopping onto my patio. Sleep barely came, each hour caught me checking the accumulation.
I may be a forty-something widow but the mention of the white stuff pulled a fun loving ten year old
out of me. She longs to walk in it, kick it, throw it, and roll in it. This part of me hadn't showed up for
a long time.
6:00AM.found me heading out my door, dressed to impress no one, but I was warm.
Sticking my tongue out I captured and tasted various snowflakes, and sauntered down the lane.
White flakes lit on my navy pea jacket reminding me of powdered sugar.
An icy rain had brought the snow. Walking on snow covered ice can be treacherous. But I mastered it.
I swooshed along in the 'Sugar Plum Fairy' world
I crossed the bridge and looked down. Sugar Creek was a silver ribbon. A green headed mallard
was swimming in a tiny pool while his wife dived for breakfast. Birds were chirping. I turned just in
time to catch two perky red Cardinals flitting between the Sycamores.....
That quick turn was also just in time to throw me into a slide that sent me tumbling over the hill.
I Flipped and flopped over and over like a giant snowball, my ankle struck a rock, yet I rolled on.
Ice had ambushed me. It hid under the deceptive and beautiful snow.
I continued my analysis until a scraggly shrub stopped me with a 'plunk' I inventoried body parts.
“My ankle 'oooh' it was tender. I reached for my cell, feeling all my pockets. Where is it? Did I lose it
or forget it? That's brilliant, I said, starting to berate myself but thought better of it. I'm all alone. It's
cold. I could freeze to death. I think it's time to pray! ( I pray scripture prayers, just as Miss Carol, my
Sunday School teacher, taught me years ago.)
”O Lord, You have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and
when I rise. You know my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down. You are
familiar with all my ways.”(Psalms 139:1-3)
“You know what a kid I am, Lord, when it comes to the first big snowfall.”
(I started crawling and inching up the hill and continued my prayer.)
“God you are my refuge and my strength my ever present help in trouble.” (Psalms 46:1)
“I need that help now, Lord. I know you will give it according to your perfect will. Thank you Father
It's been two years. Being widowed at forty-two was devastating, Lord, but day by day I'm finding joy
again. I noticed all the beauty today, the red birds and the ducks. I really noticed it! . I feel like living
once more. Thank you.”
I wiped my tears and realized I was back to the road. I stood, brushed snow
from my coat and started toward home. I mastered a step hop motion favoring my ankle. Two miles
seemed impossible, but after a few steps down the road I heard music. It floated in the air and a jingle
then more jingles. Baffled, I stopped and listened.
Yes, It's ...'White Christmas' and bells jingling. My eyes were attracted to something big, shiny, and
red. (I should have gotten my eye exam.) It came closer.
This is better than a Rockwell scene, I thought.....Snow was flying.
A sparkling red sleigh, pulled by a sinewy white horse was coming to a halt right in front of me.
Herding this 'ruddered' marvel was a prematurely gray, handsome, smiling man.
Catching my breath, I looked into gentle blue eyes that twinkled ...yes, absolutely twinkled .
“Thank you Father,” I whispered, “My ride is here.”
( And this scripture scrolled across my mind.)
“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than we can think or imagine, according to his
power that is at work with in us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all
generations, forever and ever! Amen.” ( Ephesians 3:20-21 NIV )
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