Oh, how I love the snow...

Because it gives us a reason to slow down and snuggle and contemplate why hair gel even needed to be invented.  Just go to sleep with wet hair and this hairdo can be yours as well.  We had about one foot of fresh snow fall yesterday which means that is one more foot that the sun must melt before there is even a chance of seeing some tulips and daffodils.  I wanted to share something with you all.  Ever have those days or weeks or even entire seasons where you are struggling to find contentment within the moment.  This may be one of those posts where it is just me, but I have to admit that January and February often bring with them at least a few weeks of these blahs.  Many people I have shared this with have agreed, maybe not linking themselves directly to the blahs, but they all know someone who experiences these blahs.  Well, this year, like others, I have been trying to gain triumph over the blahs through conversation, worship, playing tag in our house, anything I can, to set myself apart from them.
 
This past Friday while driving to work, I found that I was particularly gloomy.  I had shared with Randy before heading to work, that I wasn't quite jiving with this winter weather anymore and that we need to find a warmer climate, immediately.  (Yes, this was a moment where my words were flying before I even half-way examined my heart...)  I was quite thankful that I was on the work timeline so there weren't to many minutes available for any additional regrettables to part from my lips.  Well, low and behold, while driving, I found myself preparing for our Sunday experience at church and I came across these words of Desert Song, by Hillsong. 

All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship

Now, mind you, I had sang these words about 100 times throughout the week already, but I honestly forgot to reflect on the the words that were coming out of my mouth and was just going through the breathy motions of singing the words (kinda like the conversation between Randy and I that had taken place just minutes before)  I literally tried to push through the entire bridge of the song, but found myself becoming more and more choked up.  I was instantly reminded through a spirit stirred moment that no matter what my day holds for me, that God is still God.  No matter what my experience, God is still God.  There is something that I can be whispering or shouting praises to the Lord for...no matter how small or how large, God is still God.  I am so thankful to rest on such a firm foundation that cannot be melted away by summer sun or frozen by winter winds.  No matter what season I am in within my life, He is still God and I have a reason to sing and worship.

All else is well in the land of snow.  Randy has finally finished his final draft of his thesis and has officially graduated with his masters in the Science of Teaching.  Gray and I have immersed ourselves in the Magic Treehouse series (If I start a book, we usually have to finish it within that sitting)  We will also be starting a theater program through Revels North which will be exploring African Traditions, through song and dance.  Very exciting things going on as we make our way through our ninth month of waiting since our paperwork has arrived in Rwanda.  I have a reason to worship.