We're away from home, a long away. Warm, rainy, no snow, no cold. At home it is snowing, blowing and cold. Our adult daughter is at home, going to and from work in the snow. She's looking after the house and having to shovel snow morning and night to keep up with it. To be honest, I would rather be home, enjoying the skiing, even shovelling the snow. I love snow.
Okay, so I’m a bit strange, loving snow and cold. But I do. Everyone’s different and I am a winter lover. I am one of those people who tolerate summer but live for winter. There are a few of us around! Others want a nice, sunny, warm winter vacation in the tropics. I want a nice, snowy winter vacation at a ski resort. If I have to go to the tropics, let it be in May or June.
Right now work has taken me a long way south, but at home it is freezing cold. I feel for our daughter who is shovelling snow, driving in deep snow and suffering in frigid temperatures. I am a bit concerned for her and for our house. We live in a place where it doesn’t usually get very cold so the house isn’t as well insulated as are homes in other parts of Canada. I’m thousands of kilometres away so all I can do is leave everything in the hands of my wonderful Lord. What a great place to leave all my cares and concerns.
