Snow Day Memories

Snow day! Wait . . . snow DAYS! My heart jumped with excitement as I got a text from my coworker saying three beautiful words, “Work is cancelled.” Oh the bliss of snow days. I remember in elementary school standing in front of the TV as the school closings scrolled slowly across the bottom of the screen. It was torture waiting to see if West Carrollton City Schools were closed since we were at the end of the very long alphabet. “T. . . U. . . V . . . W. . . West Carrollton!” My three siblings and I would scream with much joy, and go play in the snow. You know, as I am typing this I also remember the four of us longing for a fire place to get warm after a busy afternoon of building snowmen and snow forts. I guess you could call us desperate because I remember cramming ourselves together in the laundry room warming our hands around the Pilot light flame. I’m laughing so hard as I’m typing this. I’m sure the sight of four little kids shivering around a flame to stay warm was either very adorable, or very pathetic. I’m going to romanticize the memory and go with adorable. I hope as you read you are reaching back into your memories and smiling at the ridiculous things you did as a kid.

It is funny how things change when you get older. I mean, I still screamed with joy when I found out about my two snow days, but instead of going to play outside I celebrated by sleeping for another 5 hours. I guess that’s getting older for ya. I honestly think the only time I moved was to either go to the bathroom or get more junk food.

Question for all three of you who are reading this: Why is it that when a storm of any kind is about to hit, we find it completely necessary to stock up on chips and dip, cookies, pop, and other various junk foods? I don’t typically buy junk food but when I found out the “Iceocalypse” was going to hit, my friends Jess and Travis and I bought the grossest foods in the store so we wouldn’t “go hungry.” Again, I’m laughing.

I conclude this blog post by recommending the movie “The Boy in the Striped Pajamas.” I’m not sure if you put movies in quotations or if you underline it like a book. Forgive my poor grammar. Anyway, the movie is a heart-wrenching- sob-your-eyes-out-I want-justice-now-kind-of-movie. If you like that kind of emotional roller coaster, please rent it.

I suppose every blog post so far has described some sort of Spiritual impact in my life. I guess I just felt compelled to write about a few memories that could be classified as “significant nothings" instead, but I did experience Christ’s love in the midst of my junk food eating, not moving, movie watching snow days. I experienced His hospitality in my friends, Jess and Travis, who let me stay at their house because I was scared of being trapped in my house without power. I experienced His caring Spirit when friends and family called or texted to see if I was okay. I experienced His grace when I took some time to journal and pray. I’m actually still trying to sift through those thoughts, so another blog soon to come. All in all, I experienced Christ in the forced rest and I am grateful for His presence. Not every moment has to be profound to recognize His power and love. He is in our every day, and every moment.

Stay safe in the “storm of the century” everyone.

Love,

Lindsey