People who know me well know that I'm a woman of extremes. One of my oddest extremes is my climate preferences. I love the beach but I love the snow. I love the serenity of the waves crashing on the shores. The sound of the waves are like a lullaby.
The snow makes me want to snuggle with my family and watch a good movie. I love being with my family and snow provides that opportunity for me. I also love the beauty of my lawn covered in white. Everything is made pretty with a coating of snow. Give me either of which, I'm a happy camper.
The only thing that can make snow better is a white Christmas. Christmas is another one of my loves. It's my favorite holiday. I even like it better than my birthday. So last year, I prayed and asked God for a white Christmas. My family was going through great transition and I asked for the snow as a sign. After I prayed, I felt the Lord saying that not only was I going to get a white Christmas, but it would snow before and after Christmas.
Trust me I was excited, especially when the first snow came and brought us 6 inches two weeks before Christmas. And of course, I was over the moon when we got a record 16 inches the week before Christmas. The snow stuck around for several days because of all the Arctic air (sadly, it rained on Christmas day and washed all the snow away).
Apparently, God is doing his exceedingly, abundantly, all you can ask or think thing with me because it has snowed two times in the past week, Friday, January 30 and Wednesday, February 3. And now as I write this blog, the DC metro area is under a blizzard warning with snow totals predicted to be 20-30 inches. And, snow is forcasted for next Tuesday and the following Saturday.
Amazing what one little prayer can do. Never underestimate the power of prayer.