Sunday Interrupted

Today was one of those rare snow days that fell on a Sunday. It’s not often that we cancel worship services at our church, but the roads weren’t cleared this morning and it was a good call.

I’ve made good use of this quiet day. So far I’ve done absolutely nothing except watch the birds feeding on our patio, and cook up a steaming pot of “kitchen sink” soup. It’s aroma is wafting through the house as I type this blog entry. I may have even watched a little football. 😉

Days like today are necessary now and then.

Do I feel lazy and a little bit guilty for not catching up on my laundry or cleaning the kitchen? Nah. I spent a full hour shoveling snow this morning, so I definitely earned some rest.

I also think these unexpected snowdays help us to remember that life is not in our control. That’s an uncomfortable thought for some, but I need the occasional reminder that God does not work according to my timetable. He sometimes steps in and provides the downtime I need to recharge after a prolonged period of busyness. I daresay many of us are still in recovery mode after the holidays.

We need a little silence.

For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken. On God rests my deliverance and my honor; my mighty rock, my refuge is in God.‭‭ – Psalms‬ ‭62:5-7‬

When these rare opportunities upset your schedule, try to embrace the break rather than curse the inconvenience. God’s got this! There will be ample time to catch up in the days ahead.

Time and Space

Despite all the crazy weather forecasts from a week ago, I didn’t buy into the hype about a big snowstorm coming our way. Yesterday was certainly brisk, with a few snowflakes thrown in, but we didn’t need to break out the shovels.

I have a very short drive to work each day, and my route takes me down a single lane, unpaved road. Even though there are townhomes springing up all around the edges of our neighborhood, this one little road allows me a brief drive through the countryside each day. I drive slowly because there are usually deer grazing in the tall grass on the shoulders, and their movement can be unpredictable. I’ve had a few close calls at night!

There are several older farmhouses tucked in along the road from an era gone by. Their gravel driveways and overgrown hedges stand in stark contrast to the perfectly manicured lawns on the next street over. But this time of year their yards come to life with flower bulbs that were likely planted generations ago. One sunny morning I stopped my car and leaned out the window to take a photo of some beautiful daffodils (pictured above). I sat quietly for a few moments before another car appeared in my rear view mirror. It was time to move on.

It is during such brief moments that I find myself increasingly longing for a quiet place in the country where I can sip my morning coffee and marvel at God’s creation. My favorite thing to do is watch the variety of birds visiting our feeders and birdhouses and listen to their beautiful songs.

At this stage in life, I know a quieter time is not far away. The trick now is finding a way to incorporate more of these moments into my everyday life. I will look forward to sharing these special times with you. 😊