Admittedly, (like most) I am fond of the change of seasons. Well, that is with the exception of winter. That, I dread. For the life of me, I don’t know how I managed as a New Yorker. I once built snow men; made snow angels, went sledding and ice skated on the Erie Canal. Yet, even then my Dad spoke of my hands being cold like Gramma’s. Years have flown; at 74, I have winter weather woes.

Yesterday’s Louisiana temperature hugged 70; in a few days, we’ll be fortunate to reach freezing. Meteorologists are using phrases like wintry mix; saying we have chances of freezing rain and wet snow with nighttime lows below 10 degrees. Thankfully, I can stay warm inside. I do hope we don’t have power failures. Woe is me; winter brings sudden weather changes.

“From the south comes the storm,
And from the north wind the cold.
From the breath of God ice is made,
And the expanse of the waters is frozen (Job 37:9-10 NASB).”

God’s word…

“Have you entered the storehouses of the snow,
And have you seen the storehouses of the hail (Job 38:22 NASB)?”

Brrr…

“He showers snow like wool;
He scatters the frost like ashes (Psalm 147:16 NASB).”

Children don't share my point of view; they’re excitedly hoping for a snow day and schools to close.

“Fire and hail, snow and clouds;
Stormy wind, fulfilling His word (Psalm 148:8 NASB).”

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