Yesterday was our first huge dump of snow this year. We have been waiting.
This is the twelfth day of December and talking on the phone to my friend on the Island down south, I was griping about the fact that we didn’t have any snow.
AND THEN THE FLAKES BEGAN TO FALL!
Thanks for sending the flakes north, D!
The first snow is very significant for our family because it reminds us of our University days and our journey to know Jesus in a personal way. I had a football player friend who implored me to ask God to reveal himself to me. God did and continues to do so every day. I told Sexy Neck this story and four months later, he had a similar experience with God.
It was September 1995, and it was a beautiful fall University day. Steve asked God if he was real and if he was, could it snow the next day. God loved Sexy Neck so much and guess what, it snowed. Sexy Neck was floored. He couldn’t believe it! He then implored God and said, “God, I need you to show yourself again tomorrow by making is snow.” AND IT DID! Then it didn’t snow for another TWO MONTHS!
God is great! Personal. Real. Alive. He loves us all.
We spent this first snow day at home together hanging out. No car. No schedule. Just time to watch the flakes, tobaggon, create snow angels, make train sets, eat and just BE.
Today, we were making cheese and ham muffins for lunch. The big boys pulled over their Stokke’s to the kitchen counter and then started to add all the ingredients into a big bowl. (Our KitchenAid does all the mixing.)
Baby OC was on the floor sitting on his plasma car and looking in our treat/baking cupboard. I looked up to see what the big boys were doing when suddenly I heard a giggle from the floor. When I looked down, I saw two pounds of spelt floor all over the floor.
JC jumped off his Stokke and immediately started yelling “It is snowing! It is snowing!”
Usually I find accidents where there is major clean-up quite frustrating, but today I grabbed the camera and laughed. Accidents happen and I realize that I can control my reaction to them AND have fun along the way.
Welcome to our chaos. Snow and snowmen in the kitchen while trying to make lunch. Hahaha.
Hahahaha… I laughed out loud this morning when I looked out the window.
Last night at 6pm, we have friends over to play in the backyard in the sandbox and tree fort(sans mitts, snow pants, boots…).
Twelve hours later we have this:
Hmmm, time to get the snow shovels out again.
God, I love you. Snow is an incredibly powerful, purifying symbol. Thanks for the reminder (and the laughs!)
Off to play in the snow (and encourage some very depressed neighbours!)
Here’s what we ended up making today: