I have never met William Shakespeare. I fact, I have rarely read William Shakespeare (no pictures). But I have found my winter of discontent. This is it.
As I sit in my office, I am looking at a weather forecast for more snow – some today, some this weekend. In honor of the occasion, I have brushed off my poetic talents and penned (or typed) this poem: “Snow, frozen demon falling. I hate it.”
It may not be a classic, but it is pithy and sums up my feelings. When I lived in Baltimore, I had stated that I would never move to where it snows, again. I guess God has showed me who’s boss. Now, some would say that “hate” is a mighty strong word to use so casually. That may be so, but it fit so much better than “detest,” “loathe,” or “abhor.” I really do not like the stuff. If I never saw it again, I would live out my days in joy and satisfaction.
My wife tries to take a spiritual approach – claiming that snow is part of God’s creation, and, therefore, good and lovely and pleasant. I remind her that snow is a result of the fall (I do not believe that snow would have been part of Eden’s climate; therefore, it is the result of sin and is a part of fallen creation. It is creation groaning – Romans 8:22 – and I am joining it).
So, I have found my winter of discontent. In fact every winter is my winter of discontent. I know that the Apostle Paul states, “I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content” (Philippians 4:11). But in all fairness, Paul never lived in a state where it snowed. I am sure that if he did, he would agree with me.
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This morning I attended a Pastor’s Appreciation Day at Blue Ridge Christian School in Bridgewater. While I have been familiar with BRCS for some time (our church has a student there), I have never been to the school myself. So, this program gave me a good opportunity to see the school in action. The focus of the program was a special history fair chapel by the fifth grade class entitled “Christianity in the Middle Ages.” Prior to the program, I thought that the “Middle Ages” were the years between forty and sixty years old (after that you enter “Old Age.”). The presentation quickly cleared that up. I also had an opportunity to visit our student (Sydney Walker) and say, “Hey.” 