I remember one snowstorm when I was about 7. The yard and trees were completely covered with snow, blinding white snow. My younger sister and I stood at the window, awe-struck with the sight of all that snow. Our little brother Ross reached between us to pull our heads apart, and his little fingernail scratched my eyeball. I remember crying and crying, inconsolable, partly from the pain and partly from the face that my angelic baby brother had inflicted the pain on me.
I remember another snow storm in 2001 when the weathermen said we would have light snow, but we had 14 inches. I had to go to work anyway. From the time I started working as a waitress in 1965 until I retired in 2003, I always went to work, rain or shine, snow or ice.
Now I find myself wishing for snow so I could have a good excuse to stay home, inside, reading or doing genealogy, or sewing, or crochet.
Something is wrong when you are hoping to be snowed in, for solitude, to be able to be alone, especially for someone who is known as the Huggy Lady, Lovey-Dovey Lavon. “Any excuse for a party,” is what I say. Of course, when I say, “Party,” I don’t mean drinking or carousing and carrying on. I just mean, getting people together to visit, with a few refreshments.
The weather forecast for this week predicts 3-6 inches of snow in northeast Oklahoma, with much more for Kansas and the Oklahoma Panhandle. It’s hard to know just how much we will actually receive, but I do know this is a perfect excuse for hiding out in the house.
Jesus often went away by Himself. “When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns.” Matthew 14:13.
If Jesus needed to be off by Himself sometimes, then surely we do too. He is our example and it is good for everyone to be alone now and then, especially in a snowstorm.