Snow Day…And Another and Another…

photoIt’s always a little exciting when we have to go home early – or stay home altogether – because of inclement weather.  Especially when that weather is snow, which we get so infrequently here in the Portland area.  So when the big storm hit this past week, and I hunkered down at home watching the 6 inches of snow piling up on my picnic table, I appreciated the beauty of a routine interrupted with something out of the ordinary.

I appreciated Friday (my normal day off), spent in an abnormal way – not rushing around doing errands or even seeing friends.  But simply staying at home, walking the dog (many times – it turns out Maggie is a great “snow dog” who loves to run through it and make her own little Maggie-angels in it) and watching the flakes fall.  It was restful and it was a nice break from my normal routine.  I even appreciated Saturday, still watching it snow, still staying at home and playing with the dog and making soup with my housemates and writing my sermon and watching it snow some more.  But by Sunday …well, by Sunday evening after studying the Scriptures for next Sunday’s sermon and painting a few silk scarves and now watching it SLEET or FRIZZLE (they tell me that’s freezing drizzle)… by now I am over this interruption and ready to get back to my routine!

Isn’t it interesting, how quickly the novelty wears off?  It doesn’t take very long at all for us to start losing our patience, to go a little stir-crazy, to get a little cabin fever.  I remember being on a camping trip once when my kids were really little.  We were staying in a 10-foot pop-up tent trailer, 2 adults, a 7  year old and 2 year old and a dog.  We were camping in Washington State’s Olympic National Park, where it had been raining non-stop for about four days, when I eyed the hatchet, turned to my husband and said, “I think we need to head east of the mountains and get out of this rain.  NOW.”  All of a sudden I could understand a little bit better those stories of pioneer women going crazy on the prairie…

But here’s the thing.  Even if the walls start feeling like they are closing in on us, even when we are longing for the return of busy days and full schedules and a driveway that lets us back the car down it once again, we know that this too shall pass.  That we are not really trapped, but only temporarily side-lined.  We know that before long the rains will come, the temperature will rise, the ice will melt and life will return to normal.  And we will only too soon be wishing once again for something else to break the routine.  Another snow day, perhaps, or some other unexpected interruption that will surprise us with beauty.  So why not just relax and enjoy it while it is here?  Why not give up the routine in favor of the moment?

See you on the other side of the storm…

Rev. Donna

 

 

 

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