It is southern Indiana -- a place where the temperature can drop from fifty degrees to twenty degrees over the course of a few hours -- and one of our favorite past times here is complaining about the weather. When, as happened last weekend, there falls a blanket of white stuff from the sky, it really brings out the moans from the locals.
I suppose it is understandable. It really does make driving more treacherous and if you have to get somewhere, your stress level on arriving may be just below the boiling point. At the same time, it never seems to help folks around here to realize that there are places out west where they get three hundred plus inches of snow a year.
Even more, snow adds such beauty to the gray days and landscapes around us. It as though, for a few days, the gray brown grass and fields are covered in a beautiful wedding gown that shimmers in the cold winter's light.
I would rather keep the snow around for awhile -- not for sledding or, making snow angels and snowmen -- but for the beauty that it brings to this cold and dark time of year.
There is beauty in every season, but I am afraid that we are a little too stressed sometimes to notice it. It doesn't change the beauty to complain, but it certainly does rob us of a little enjoyment that we could have otherwise had.
Snow does bring its challenges, but before we lift a snow shovel, or get behind the wheel to brave the elements, we should stop for a moment to wonder at the beauty before us. For, He has made everything beautiful in His time -- even an otherwise drab, winter Indiana landscape.
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