We are having our first (and only and last I hope) winter blizzard this morning. I got up and my neighbor was stuck in the ditch. I dragged myself outside hoping my
big diesel tractor wouldn't start because I didn't feel like being out in it. It did but about the time I got it warmed up it ran out of fuel. But by that time I noticed it wasn't so bad out there after all. I remembered St. Paul's admonition to give thanks in all things and in one of those rare moments God adjusted my perspective to the reality of my situation. I think I'd better strike while the iron is hot. I am overwhelmed by God's grace to me. He has:
-Given me a rugged spiritual and physical upbringing that helps me handle hardships and challenges me to want to know the truth about Him and the meaning of life
-Given me a great wife, Alice to keep my weirdness in perspective and love me unconditionally
-Worked sovereignly in our family to give our children the the background that causes them to want to know and serve Him.
All in all it was a wonderful day. I couldn't really go anywhere so I just stayed home and was thankful. Oh yes I did get to pull someone out later
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It's a SPRING blizzard, not a winter blizzard!
(I feel it was my duty to throw that out there.)
(Hehe. I said "duty".)
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