I looked outside, and saw the new three foot drifts between me and my office.
So, Micah gets a snow day.
He's outside shoveling now.
I've spent the morning writing letters.
I suppose it's partly because of the nature of The Internets that I have opportunity to walk with different people through different phases of their lives, and at different times they invite me or entrust me with their stories, their lives. Letters are one way that I am able to do that.
As I write,Â I pray for each one, and in prayer I listen, because much of prayer is simply listening.
So, on this snowy morning, I'm in my office writing letters and praying.
It's a good investment of time, and I'm glad for the opportunity to do it.
May it be less snowy where ever it is that you are this day.