Snow Day!

This morning Charlotte is white and the world seems magic. Schools are closed and the snowman population is about to explode.

Do you remember what it was like to be a kid? I remember one year when it was so snowy and icy that we didn't go to school at all in January. Seems like every winter my grandparent's mountain resort transformed into our own personal sledding paradise. It was a fast downhill slide for 10 acres. We'd start at the top of the paved road in front of cottage #11 (which somehow was built further up the mountain than #12) and zip through the twists and turns until the hill in front of #7 transformed your sled into a rocket. With that kind of speed a lot of kids wiped out trying to make the right bend in front of #1. If you navigated that then the very last turn before the house required some quick decisions. If you were going too fast you would slide into the creek (which happened a lot). If you slowed down too much you would make the turn but not get the longest distance. Then it was a very long walk back to the top, pulling your sled and breathing steam like a locomotive. One night we had a dozen cousins and friends there and snow was flying. Gramma had hot chocolate waiting on the back porch, after you made the run you could take your hot chocolate and watch the other kids coming down the hill, hoping they went into the creek and your slide was the longest. To top it off, Uncle Bob brought his Jeep and pulled us all back to the top! We kept going until all the moms finally shut us down. If wishes came true, I would probably still be there sledding right now.

Of course, I would have missed out on all the good things that have happened in my life since then. God's plan for me was to enjoy the sledding and the fun, it was not for me to get stuck trying to hold onto that moment. Sometimes we want to hold on to it, but it can never be. Snow melts, days pass, seasons change.

Lord, teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Now get out there and play in the snow!