snow on our deck
This week we had our first real snow here north of DC. We got about 2 inches. Not a lot by northern standards, but enough for a beautiful night.
We usually get one good snow a year, and then quite a few lesser ones. The school district, in an abundance of caution, issues a two-hour delay nearly every time to ensure the buses to miss rush-hour commuters.
So Tuesday, when the two-hour delay text came, I was taken back to when the mere mention of frozen precipitation ruled our lives. Even once the kids stopped wearing their pajamas inside out, they spent the night before checking the forecast, searching the skies for flakes and flurries, and praying for a blizzard.
The texts and emails go out at 5 am. Since we always drove them to high school, we all woke up check our phones or the website. Groans and sighs accompanied any news that school was to go on as usual, but if the decision went their way, there was often a short happy dance before they went back to bed.
All those years, those early-morning decisions ruled our lives (to a point). So when I heard it this year, I wondered what other decisions or announcements made by other people I was allowing to direct my steps.
I’m not saying we should ignore the weather, or anything else for that matter. I think we acted reasonably, and the world around will continue to affect our daily lives.
But what place do the decisions of others have in my life? Do I simply make the necessary adjustments, or do I worry and fret? How do I react to news broadcasts? Test results? Other people’s opinions? Unexpected emails? Rumors of war?
How much am I aware of Who is really in control of my life and this world?
This year I’m going to try to be more mindful of how much I let outside influences control me. I want to acknowledge the sovereignty of God over my every breath. Nothing can touch me without His knowledge, and He will always be with me.
1 Chronicles 29:11