I was disappointed not to ski, but the upside was I sat inside writing most of the day. I am up to almost 10,000 words on my 3rd book in the Unlikely Friends series. I also edited my cancer book, which I hope to be out within the month. It was a productive day, despite the disappointing change of plans.
The day before yesterday, in anticipation of the predicted CERTAIN 3-5 inches of snow, I hunted down my cross country skis. I ended up in tears when initially I could not find them. I feared that in my drastic cleaning of our house in preparation for downsizing, I had thrown them out. Or worse...my husband had thrown them out. (Which might mean I would throw him out...) Finally, I prayed, crying buckets of tears. "Oh Lord, please don't let my cross country skis be gone. I know I only use them once a year...if that...but I soooooo look forward to that one magical day a year."
Then I remembered I had put them in the corner of a little used closet. I hurried to the closet and there they were. NOW I was ready for the snow.
Except the snow never came.
This is an important lesson in life. It happens often. We have great ideas, great goals, great plans but so much of life is not in our control. God throws a curve ball, our plans crumble, and now we have a choice.
1. We can swing and miss.
2. We can throw down the bat and go home.
3. We can anticipate and even relish those surprising change-ups in life, and hit it out of the park.
Sometimes God brings snow for us to cross country ski for one glorious day. Sometimes instead, He brings ice storms that cling to the tips of tree branches and when the sun comes up, every tree is adorned with diamonds. We can cry about no snow, or we can go for a walk looking up towards heaven and praise the shimmering, glittering glory of God.