Apr. 7, 2007 - Let it snow, let it snow, let it STOP snowing!!!
You know, I didn't complain when we had a record high temperature one day, and then a 50 degree DROP in temperature for the high the next day. I didn't grumble when I had to push aside the breezy, lightweight jackets in the closet to get to our winter coats again. I barely batted an eyelash when it started snowing. Great Lakes weather. Only the tough survive. But...c'mon. It's getting ridiculous.

The ruler says there's at least 8 inches of snow in my yard. I tried to measure in several different places to avoid drifts, so this is the conservative estimate. It's been snowing for days, and it's not letting up anytime soon, so we'll end up with at least a foot out of all this. I tried to take a picture of my road, but you couldn't even tell it was a road in any of the pictures. Guess the road crews give up after April 1.
So, Baby Bear is going to wear her cute, pink WINTER dress to church tomorrow instead of the fancy, schmancy sleeveless number we had planned. Guess we'll save that till May, or June, or at this rate August.
We've had another good week exploring the traditions of our new church. On Maundy Thursday we attended a traditional Seder meal for Passover. One of our ministers has a Jewish background, so we read and sang all the Haggadah in Hebrew and English. The bitter salt water and horseradish to remember the tears of slavery in Egypt. The matzah bread. The cups of wine (grape juice). Interlaced with the story of Passover and the unmistakable connections to the Messiah, this meal was a special Last Supper. On Good Friday, we attended a quiet and thoughtful service. We didn't have a white Christmas this year, but our white Easter is setting a silent and soft time of remembrance. Tomorrow, we'll have our indoor egg hunt, and what I'm sure will be another lovely service. This church seems to have everything I've been looking for. The traditions so lacking in the contemporary movement, the choice between the new and the old worship styles, a group of loving people seeking God, a strong local and international missions focus, and the cubs just absolutely love it. I don't know what's holding me back from falling in love with this church. I can't quite put my finger on it. I think it's the size. I've been so used to the crowds that it's strange to adjust to the small congregation.
The older I get, the more Easter means to me. So much focus is put on Christmas that this Resurrection Sunday seems to be pushed aside in many ways. I embrace the opportunity to draw closer to God and to give thanks with all my soul. After a long year of darkness, it's a welcome change to focus on rebirth and life---even if I have to wear my snow boots while I'm doing it.
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Apr. 8, 2007 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Dad
I wonder who will know where Heiner's Bakery is?

