In the later years of my youth, my family started a winter tradition.
On the coldest day of the year, we would treat ourselves to Dairy Queen blizzards. ( Or in my Dad’s case, a strawberry sundae).
How did we determine what the coldest day was? We just kind of winged it.
In this lovely, snowy, icy city, it is a balmy -33 degrees Celsius. With a wind chill of -41 degrees Celsius. So I texted my husband:
“… I think we need to get DQ tonight.”
He thought it was an excellent idea.
So I eagerly await our ice cream date.
Although, thinking about it is making me kind of cold…
On the day that we received the season’s first snowfall ( A couple of days ago now), I decided to decorate not-so-accordingly…
My favorite season; I am unwilling to let it go.
Someday I would like to travel out east to see the fall; the big maple trees in their multi-colored splendour!
But for now, I have my fake ‘autumn’ leaves and flowers, and that’ll do just fine, as the yellow leaves outside are a little mushy…
To those fortunate to have it, enjoy your sunshine while you can.
I confess, I just haven’t been very inspired lately. Maybe it’s the terribly long winters we have up here in the North. Started in October, and these past few weeks we’ve been teased with melting snow, only to have it come back afresh a couple of days later!
I’ve also been busy. Yes, busy indeed…
… Watching episode after episode of “How I met your Mother” with the Hubby…
Ok, I’m fessin’ up. I’ve been totally unmotivated.
I can still say that I do devotions regularly! Going through 1 John this past week. And the past couple months, I’ve had this Love theme on my mind. That is, loving God, and loving others. Sometimes, I wonder if I over-analyze how this is done or what it should look like.
Here’s V.18 for you all.” Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth.”
On a different note now, the Devotions book I’ve been going through for the past year is ‘Solo’, with the message translation. But now it is almost done!
So my question is,
What is a good devotional book?
Growing up, I was the kid that mumbled and grumbled when my Ma called my brother and I outside to shovel the driveway, before Dad got home from work. Perhaps the root of my frustration, was knowing we had a perfectly functional snow blower parked in the garage, waiting – silently begging – to be used. However, my Ma felt uncomfortable using it, or letting any one of us kids use it, lest we manage to break something.
So instead, we reluctantly dressed in our winter gear; snowpants, jacket, boots, scarves, toques, gloves (sometimes 2 pairs); and trudged to the garage for the best shovel.
For a mid-sized family, we had quite a collection of shovels. Two heavy, metal shovels for chipping the ice; two small, plastic red shovels from when my brother and I were much younger ( My folks’ certainly weren’t against child labour – I intend to do the same!); A sturdy plastic shovel; and then, our personal favorite, the giant, red scoop shovel. So large, two kids could use it for a sled, if they so desired. ( I don’t recall if we ever did…)
So, because there was a favorite, we would take turns, swapping shovels every so often. Most of the time, my Mom was the ice chipper. But occasionally, we’d swap with her too.
I’m sure when evening rolled around, Dad was pleasantly surprised to pull into a cleared driveway. Really, it was the least we could do. That man has the best work ethic I’ve ever seen in my life. He just gets things done. He’ll work a 9, 10, 12 hour day, then come home and fix the vehicle, work on a project, fix something in the house or yard. Often in the winter, when the snow reached knee-deep or higher, he would use the snow blower and make his way across the field, creating for us a path to school. I’m sure lots of kids used this path. Heck, even deer used the path!
That’s how he showed Love; by doing, by serving.
Isn’t that what serving is all about? An act of Love and kindness? You don’t have to know somebody to demonstrate kindness either.
A couple of winters back, sometimes my roommates and I would be pleasantly surprised to come outside and find our driveway already shovelled. (That Christmas, we gave our neighbours a small gift basket, with a note of our appreciation.)
I want to learn to have a servant’s heart. I think it is safe to say, Jesus is the best example of how to do this.
How can we show love to our neighbours this season? To family? Friends? Co-workers, and strangers?