I'm getting worried- snow showers predicted for both days I am flying in and out of Boston.
As if being frisked like a criminal to get on the plane wasn't harrowing enough, now I have to worry about arctic conditions.
But instead of worrying, I am going to rejoice. Who knows what wonderful catastrophes I might be given as fuel for my writing?
I just will bring along a few study manuals to help keep me in a calm, joyful frame of mind. The first one is a little thousand paged pamphlet titled, Black Ice, Snow, and Other Frozen Water Ways to Die.
Haha. That's just my old paranoid self talking. However, my new improved calmer make-over will indeed be bringing a large relaxation manual with several pithy sections to keep my blood pressure under control. For example:
Psalm 31:
When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
So right off the bat, I am buying me and Asherel some red sweaters. But my manual gives me more winter counsel:
Job 38:29
From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens
This is a rhetorical question. The speaker and everyone in earshot know the answer. And so clothed in our scarlet sweaters, we don't need to fear the ice. God, who made the ice, knows that I can never remember not to slam on my brakes in a skid and if He wants me to visit my folks, He will melt the frozen path before me or put an angel in the driver seat.
Job 42: 1-7, 10-11
1 Then Job replied to the Lord:
2 "I know that you can do all things;
no purpose of yours can be thwarted.
3 You asked, 'Who is this that obscures my plans without knowledge?'
Surely I spoke of things I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me to know.
4 "You said, 'Listen now, and I will speak;
I will question you,
and you shall answer me.'
5 My ears had heard of you
but now my eyes have seen you.
6 Therefore I despise myself
and repent in dust and ashes."
10 After Job had prayed for his friends, the Lord restored his fortunes and gave him twice as much as he had before. 11 All his brothers and sisters and everyone who had known him before came and ate with him in his house. They comforted and consoled him over all the trouble the Lord had brought on him, and each one gave him a piece of silver
-nothing is impossible with God
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