Someone once said "When things go bad, they can only get better;" I guess snow has been my "better." The bad started Wednesday night in the car on the way home from Papa and Nana's when Kenny and I were tickled by what we thought was a play on words when we read on a Walgreen's sign "Ham Flu Shots Here!" We were laughing hysterically (distracted) as we made a left-hand turn at the intersection and then suddenly...hit the curb gracefully at 25 mph. My front passenger side wheel made a loud pop-scraping noise (never good) and we were thankfully able to pull into the nearest parking lot. You guessed it: we busted the tire. (I say we...but let me take a brief moment to note that I was not driving.) We were unable to get the tire off to change it (it was lodged...probably from all those years of not needing to be changed since it's usual driver is so safe and careful) so we had to call AAA - who were eventually able to remove it (kicking was involved) - and then finally got home around 10:30 pm. sheesh.
12 hours later, I'm driving to work in said vehicle when I turn right from Springfield Pike onto Glendale-Milford Rd. Shortly after this turn, I notice blinking police lights behind me and pull to the side to allow them to pass me (I inwardly scoff at the speeder he must be in pursuit of ahead). To my surprise, he pulls up behind...me! I think to myself "Self, maybe there's something wrong with the way my tire is on, or maybe it's illegal to drive an SUV without the spare on the back..." He approaches my car, I roll down the window and then he says it..."License and registration please." (gulp) "Sir, " I say in my meekest voice, "Can you tell me what's wrong?" Take Home Lesson: When a road is being re-paved in a particular township, be sure police will pull you over for ridiculous reasons and give you unreasonably high tickets. You see, I turned right on a yellow arrow (yes, I did see the "NO TURN ON RED" but since the arrow turned yellow as I was turning, I didn't think I was breaking the law...silly me) ...and this constituted a $150.00 ticket. Thank you, City of Woodlawn.
They say bad things come in threes. Now, I'm not a superstitious person, but let me just say...there was a third horror. Yesterday morning, I was working at the church and, as is the case every day, needed to use the restroom. Mid-zip-up, the stall door DE-TACH-ES from the hinges, swings from the wall, whacks my forehead and then propells my head against the tile wall - leaving me with a giant welt on my forehead (and in utter shock). I wish I was kidding. This really happened to me. Stall Door: 1; Jenn: 0.
So, now it's Saturday...and the Lord took pity on me and snowed us in to prevent any further bodily and/or financial distress.
The Lord IS good :) And all this snow is such a beautiful reminder that we are His beloved....and He is ours. How He showers us with blessings...despite busted tires, tickets, bruises and bumps along the way. Kenny and I had a sweet time of togetherness by the fireside this afternoon reading God's Word in Job 37:
5 God's voice thunders in marvelous ways;
he does great things beyond our understanding.
6 He says to the snow, 'Fall on the earth,'
and to the rain shower, 'Be a mighty downpour.'
7 So that all men he has made may know his work,
he stops every man from his labor. a]">[a]
8 The animals take cover;
they remain in their dens.
9 The tempest comes out from its chamber,
the cold from the driving winds.
10 The breath of God produces ice,
and the broad waters become frozen.
11 He loads the clouds with moisture;
he scatters his lightning through them.
12 At his direction they swirl around
over the face of the whole earth
to do whatever he commands them.
13 He brings the clouds to punish men,
or to water his earth b]">[b] and show his love.
...What a precious reminder about how we need to stop from the daily labors and take note of our Creator. He is majestic, indeed!
Here are some pictures of our yard in His snow...we delight in it!
And of course, what blog would be complete without a couple of pictures of our dog-children Emma and Leona?
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