Snow Days Are Exhausting

I'm trying to figure out why I'm so tired. With school called off, I've slept in the last two mornings, WAY later than usual. Yet at the end of each day I'm more worn out. What gives?

Tuesday, I never left the house. I spent the morning working on tax stuff (Grr and bleh and yuck), doing laundry and feeding the natives. Later, I finished a patch job and picked out paint for a new office (YAY!!!!! Thank you, honey!!), sanded and primed a walk-in closet, continually told my kids it was too cold to go sledding and wrote a blog post.

Yesterday I did laundry (It's the story of my life really. I gotta do three loads a day to stay on top of it, but don't feel sorry for me. I find my little laundry room quite soothing with the dryer humming. So quiet, so warm, so serene. Aah . . .), tried running again (For those of you following my running saga, I must tell you I ran for two solid miles without quitting--WOO HOO! And I'm not even going to tell you it doesn't count because it was so SLOW! I ran my own race, baby!), went to an appointment, helped the kids shovel snow, finished up my Bible study, answered some e-mails, cleaned the house, made dinner, hosted Bible study, did more laundry (It's the story of my life really, oh wait, I already said that.) and wrote a blog post.

I suppose there's a reason for me to be tired, but when I think of how late I slept both mornings, it doesn't make sense. Here's what I think the problem is. I'm exhausted from being around people all day and night. I'm going through human interaction overload and acutely feeling my need for time alone. Does that make me sound like a terrible person (or just a wordy one)?

I love people, especially the people who live in my house, but our snow days have shown me I'm truly an introvert.

What did you get from your snow days?



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A Glimpse

As the snow gently falls, my body relaxes, my spirit is calmed.

Its softness quiets the world and makes me feel covered, like God wrapping me in a fluffy blanket saying, "Peace, my child, peace."

I can hardly pull myself from the window. I inhale deeply and exhale slowly and think of Him.

God's voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding. He says to the snow, "Fall on the earth," and to the rain shower, "Be a mighty downpour." So that all men he has made may know his work, he stops every man from his labor.
Job 37:5-7

Mmmm. . .I see You, Lord.




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Evidence of Him

March came in howling in my little corner of the world with a whirling snowstorm. What does that make it? A lion? A lamb? Sounds more like one of my kids!

But I don't care. I love it. I LOVE it, I tell you. Snow always makes me feel God. How does a beautiful 55 degree day become a blizzard in a matter of hours? It has to be God. Only God clears His throat to start the thunder. He spins His finger and the wind begins. The swirling snow, a blanket of His goodness, is evidence of His glory alone (sound familiar, my Bible study mates?). Only God can force us to slow down our crazy pace with a storm. Snow is soft and quiet, yet powerful enough to stop a town in its tracks. It is His presence. It is God saying, "I am here. Take your time. Stop and look at My beauty."

Only yesterday I was stressing about some decisions to be made in my near future. It was one of those, "Okay, Tami, don't get ahead of yourself, take a breath" kind of afternoons. I prayed for His help and guidance and kept telling myself to take it a day at a time. So I find it no coincidence that the day after I appealed for God's wisdom, He sent snow. He is showing me evidence of His presence, bringing me confirmation it will be all right. I suppose I should apologize to those of you who live in my little corner of the world. Sorry if we've inconvenienced you with the snowstorm. God is just assuring me He is there for me. Could He be telling you the same thing?

Revel in His presence today, my friends! Know that He is near.


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