I stayed home. I walked Ebenezer, of course. But I stayed home.
I left on Monday and did some errands, only to return to snow still on my parking lot and snow bedecked trees, bushes, and housetops/eaves and lawns.
It was a surprise for us all. Down in the valley below, the snow was gone by sometime on Sunday, but here it is lasting longer. And the surprise?
It was October 27th. This is not usual even for this area. Snow coming before November? It just is not usual. But did I enjoy the stop?
YES! I did.
These were all taken late on Sunday and early on Monday! Whew! So fun ;-)
So, what did I do?
I painted. This is my first acrylic painting. I have always wanted to try it but never had the wherewithal or gumption to do it. The picture was taken in Slovenia a few years ago. I simply gave my rendition of the magic that God so beautifully shared on that day.
Like I said, it is my first so... be gentle :/
I am still not back to the swing of the in and out daily going since the last girl from Texas left Sunday before last.
But, I was thinking how good God is to stop everything here on this mountain for just a few days. And it reminded me of how God so often stops me and pulls me up short. He brings me to my wits' end. He forces me into edges of myself that I would not look at if it were not for Him pushing me there. It isn't necessarily warm and fuzzy. Sometimes it is downright cold and icy. But it is where He wants me to go to hear his still small voice.
I want to hear. I want to be in the midst of the storm and see and smell and taste the warmth of Him, the warmth of His strength. Not mine - His! The beauty of Himself. Be still and know...
What more could we ask for?
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