Monday, March 22, 2010

Snowball Fights and Snow Days in Texas

POP! That was the only thing I heard as the snowball the size of my husband's feet hit me right in the ear!  When I turned around to see where the snowball came from all I could see was the wisp of bright red hair of one of our Church's preteen boys as he ran away as fast as he possibly could.  Normally this would frustrate me, after all he was messing with the hair!  But this time I could not help but join in.  We chased each other, threw snow, fell down, and laughed so hard that we could not tell if it was the cold weather making us breathless or all of this running around.  My husband and all the preteens were pummeling each other with snowballs as we waited for their parents to arrive after a conference we had taken them to.  I had been so excited about the foot of snow that had fallen at record speed for the past 2 days.  School, work, and almost all other activities had been called off or canceled and I was forced to do nothing but stay indoors and spend some much needed time with my sweet husband.  I was ecstatic!  Then life hit and we were forced to run errands, make phone calls, and return to life as we knew it and I was finding myself disappointed and a bit cranky. I tried not to show my crankiness but that never seems to work.  I had told my husband that I really wanted to just be at home with him and play in the snow.  And as I stood there in the cold with a dozen preteens and snowballs flying I realized that sometimes God gives us something even better to help us realize that Pop! His plans are much better than ours!  I went home that night covered in snow, tired, relieved of my anxiety, and happily holding my husband's hand.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you are a pretty good snowball fighter (for a Texan, lol). Don't you wish we always saw these distractions as opportunities for God to work in and through us? I sure do.