So the prediction was certain there would be snow, a lot of snow. How many times the ubiquitous “they” predict, get our hopes up, bread and milk disappear from the grocery store shelves. We have an overabundance of bread and milk.

And no snow.

Years ago in one of my former lives as a travel agent I’d won a trip to Jamaica and my brother, living in Washington, DC at the time, was to accompany me. Something woke me a couple of days before departure. I looked out my patio door and saw white. Snow still falling blanketed everything. A lot of snow. I went to my son’s room and woke him to see. It was very early and we got up and watched a movie while the snow still fell. Ultimately there was about a foot of snow which was truly an anomaly for Charlotte, NC.

Though this snowfall on coastal NC was not like that one, 4 inches of snow with below freezing temperatures settles winter in pretty deep here. They’d salted the roads but we don’t have any snow plows so no real way to deal with ice or snow. We basically wait it out.

It is beautiful. It silences noise. Everything normal is changed. Browns and greys of dormant lawns and plants are covered in shining white. Sunshine gleams and shimmers and makes sparkling glints of diamonds.


Rescue dogs Lily and Lulu making first marks

Maybe it is just weather in a different form. But snow gives a chance to see ordinary as extraordinary. It rests over and upon all it touches challenging us to see differently, to think differently. It offers a rest from the usual, opportunity to wonder and delight in new perspectives.

Picture0106180700_1.jpg A sago palm looking like not a sago palm

Though the temperatures will stay well below freezing through this weekend ensuring that, except for what the warming sun melts away the snow will remain. In a few days temperatures will rise and begin to melt all the ice and snow. The nourishment of moisture will seep into the sleeping earth assuring its life.

Jesus enters our hearts as one invited. He completes and embraces from inside. As we tentatively open our hearts to Him, His rich sustenance fills and awakens us. Our lives becomes stronger, kinder, more whole as we reach for more of Him and He through prayer and His Holy Spirit empowers us with more humility, grace, peace.

We ask Him for wisdom, He helps us discern in every aspect of our lives. In speaking and holding our tongues. In thoughts, once critical, judging, fearful become grace, kindness, hope. This is why He died for us. To save us from our sins, from ourselves.

We move forward, stronger, braver. We search and wait for understanding, compassion, truth. As His love shines on us like the sun our anger, hatred, fear, confusion melt and He gives us clarity in truth, courage, grace, love, peace.

There is a never-diminishing source of His grace to which we may return time and again, over and over, receiving his protection and mercy, no matter what. He has promised He will never leave us and He never does.

Thanks be to God.



“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask Him! So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.”   –Matthew 7:9-12


Random thoughts

This is one of those days a friend of mine used to describe as when your forces are scattered. To me it’s just being scatterbrained.

It started off ok, well, sort of. I woke up at around 3 a.m. and could not go back to sleep so when it was about 5 I got up, fed Lily and we went for our run. The thing about this time of year is there is heavy dew on the grass, almost like it rained, so when we run on the road (with our reflective vests) Lily comes in with gritty gray flecks all over her lower legs, paws and underside. We get her wet day towel and dry her off which she loves because she likes nothing better than a good rub down or massage. Then I ate and got ready to volunteer for Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard, an emergency food pantry here for in-between food emergencies for people who are on a regular schedule with the other food pantries.

Then we drove to the park near the beach to walk the loop because it was predicted to rain only it did rain so we cut the walk short over the intracoastal.

I decided to do laundry because my son is coming to visit in a week or so and I have piles of clutter so I need something to help me procrastinate going through these and putting stuff away. I really wish I could live by my godmother’s motto: “A place for everything and everything in its place.” It is still grey and on-off rainy so I can’t put this off by going outside and playing in the garden. There is nothing for it I guess. I have to bite the bullet and put this stuff away.

After lunch.