I woke up this morning and peered out of the window as usual from my bed, but I could only see the tips of the grass in a layer of white. Snow. I had forgotten that it was supposed to snow one to four inches over night, and I felt my self put off as I folded up my blankets. But, when I climbed down from my lofted bed and peered out, I couldn’t stay mad at the snow. It was just too beautiful.
There was an inch on the ground when I awoke and another inch after my first class. I’ll leave for my second class soon here, and there will probably be another half inch on the ground. When I get back from German, maybe the accumulations will be around three inches. Who knows?
I’ve seen more snow this winter than probably the rest of my life combined, and I say that in all seriousness. It snowed six times during my winter holidays at home, where we usually get about four snows during the entire season. And, in Kirksville, I’ve already seen a good five snows. That brings up our total to eleven different times that it has snowed and accumulated so far this winter. Astounding.
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Last evening, I was in a bit of an odd mood. It’s a mood that has hovered over me for a week now, ever since the interview, and I know that a lot of it has to do with accepting defeat a little early. So, since I wasn’t being productive, I decided to go out on a little walk.
Well, my little walk turned into an hour long walk, and it was nice to just clear my head by walking around campus with some music playing (Lord of the Rings soundtrack, Postal Service, and Paper Route, may I add). I liked looking up the trees and sky while praying or just thinking, and, as I finished a prayer, the second I said “amen” in my head, a piece of sleet fell harshly into my left pupil, blinding me for a few minutes. Then, a bubble (yes, a bubble) floated over to me. I don’t know where it could have come from since no one else was out and it was dark. I can only imagine that it had to travel at least a few blocks. But, with all of that in just a few seconds, I was a little curious as to what God was up to. Maybe I’m still curious.
And maybe it was nothing at all.