Snow in Spring?

Mistake. Never head to church in spring clothes without checking the weather report first.
"I'm freezing!" I complained to Asherel, as we hurried across the church campus.
"Oh Mom, it's not cold! It's spring!"
I held out my hand, and caught a little snowflake.
"Then what is this? It is snowing!"
"No, it is not....oh....wow. It is snowing!"

This is just plain cruel of mother nature.All winter long we sit in the living room, bundled and ready with cross country skis in hand, scarfs triple wrapped around our throat, waterproof mittens on our hands, furlined boots on our feet. And we sweat, and wait.....any moment now the snow will arrive!

And it never does.

Until, we put on sandals and thin cotton capris, and yellow shirts.

Admittedly, the snow was very tiny, and very brief, and mixed in with the drizzling rain, so few people noticed, but it is still officially spring in the south and snow just shouldn't be making an appearance among the tulips and dogwood blossoms. Normally I love incongruity. It snaps me out of the doldrums. I like surprises. I like my neat little boxes around life shattered. I love the idea of a jumbo shrimp, a virgin giving birth, a boat built in the desert that has never seen rain until it rains for 40 days and nights, the least of all people on earth being chosen to produce the Savior of Mankind.....

But I hate being cold. And snow in the spring is just not funny.

Isaiah 64

 ¹ Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down,
   that the mountains would tremble before you!
² As when fire sets twigs ablaze
   and causes water to boil,
come down to make your name known to your enemies
   and cause the nations to quake before you!
³ For when you did awesome things that we did not expect,
   you came down, and the mountains trembled before you.