We’re still enduring a most temperamental winter. At times, we’ve battled unseasonably warm days in between bitter cold ones. Just when we thought the weather was approaching a normal pattern, snow blew in and shockingly weeks later an ice storm made its debut. Did we cope well? Considering that we’re not equipped to handle such unpredictable weather, yes, it appears we did our best. Schools closed immediately across most districts. Fearing pockets of black ice, people were warned to stay off the roads, if possible.
With an all things are possible outlook, we fell in line along with a few other brave souls cautiously maneuvering this once fast pace interstate highway. Everything was slow going as we headed home from San Antonio on slick treacherous roads. Ice pinged as it hit the windows. The reverberating sound reminded us that this was no ordinary weather. Imagine your windshield wipers freezing. Bizarre. The unexpected can become a bit challenging and frightening. Thank God, we made it.
Today, I looked out across unsightly fields of brown stretching seemingly for miles. I’m reminded of Ecclesiastes 3:1. To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. I’m looking ahead to those lazy hot summer days. And no, I won’t complain when it gets hotter than an inferno. I’ll just look back and remember it’s only for a season.