We got into an old fashioned
I couldn’t resist – I clicked my truck into 4wd and went out exploring in it, looking for an adventure. But alas! I didn’t find any damsel in distress, or persons otherwise needing a knight in shining armor, lol. :-)
The roads are horrid tonight, though! Human crews just can’t keep up. Physically impossible. But…ever notice how much fun it is to drive in heavy snow when you don’t have to? I mean, if you have to, it’s a drag. But it’s like a holiday when you can just snort around in it for the sheer joy!
I don’t know when I’ve had so much fun driving in snow. I drove for over an hour…some forest preserve roads looked like PA hills in a country blizzard. I love the way my truck handles in 4wd! It’s definitely made for it…all this 2wd city driving was making it soft, lol.
Ah, the childlike wonder of a blizzard…with a good 4wd! :-)
I think my Dad is coming out in me…he used to love exploring on terrible roads during PA snow and hunting season…almost killed us one time [well, maybe two times…or so, lol], but we had a blast!
Life is full of wonder when it snows like this. It reminds me of that passage in Job that talks about the ‘treasures of the snow.’ Something to ponder…
Speaking of Job…a man of highest faith…in class today someone handed me a sheet, out of the blue. But it struck me to the heart…random sharing, but not random!
One line in the middle of the sheet immediately captured my eye. It said: A call is impossible.
A call is impossible! My heart leapt…what was this?
And following that line, the paragraph continued:
God doesn’t call us to something we can do on our own. The impossibility of the call necessitates that we rely on God’s power and know that it is God at work, not us. Resistance often comes in light of the impossibility: I can’t do this. This is impossible. Yes it is – by yourself.
I read these words and I couldn’t help it…tears formed behind my eyes. Such truth, in such a random way…affirmation of radical thoughts of divine leadership that I had spoken but never received agreement on…here, coming to me unbidden…as if my own words were echoed by Grace.
I knew that God was speaking to me, and bowed to that knowledge.
I thought of Abraham, then. My heart flowed to his call…so counter-cultural, so impossible. Go out, Abraham…leave all, follow me, and I’ll make your faith children like the stars of the sky!
“But Abraham! God leads through ‘open doors!’” “God expects us to be rational!’ “Family, you know!” And all that…
I can just see Abraham facing the trackless sand: Go, out there, Lord? Leave the cradle of civilization…for what, exactly? A land I know nothing of? Ok, ok...no problem! :-)
If he’d have had a truck, he’d have kicked it in 4wd and headed out on the dunes.
“You’ve got shotgun, Sarah…honey!” “After all, you are my wife!”
“Oh, and Hagar, I’m booting you to the back.” “You fine and all that, baby, I’m not saying that!” “But you just ain’t family…not yet, anyway!” :-)
It's Abraham and 4wd theology: after all, the call is impossible!
Thank you, Lord, for 4wd after all. :-)
I’ve got it kicked in…and I’m following the stars! ‘Cause, “one star he saw was lit for me…”
Life…is wild and free like this: grace isn’t tame, but it’s true -- an adventure that consumes all of life...in a blizzard of grace…!
The ‘treasures of the snow,’ I believe!