There's a vicious snow belt between here and my son's home in Sarnia. Yesterday's snow squalls hammered the highways down his way even though my drive to my mom's was blessed with clear but mucky and wet roads. I must remember to check the windshield washer in the car!
Jacob's ladders, golden sunbeams, broke through the clouds. A whispered "wow" was an expression of utter joy at their brilliance. Dark, roiling snow clouds to the west paralleled my drive south.
My son, with infinite wisdom, opted not to make the three and a half hour drive. A friend on the road he was about to embark on let him know the conditions were atrocious in the snow belt. Driving conditions were supposed to be bad in the same area today as well making the trip home just as dangerous.
Family is far too important to make a drive that could end disastrously.
After supper, we hooked up via the internet so they could partake in the adult's gift exchange game and spend some time chatting with everyone. There were a lot of laughs. It was wonderful to see them. Even more so because they were safe at home.
We also hooked up with my daughter (it was lovely to see her!) in Nova Scotia for a bit as well although a glitch cut that short. Technology can be wonderful when it works, not so much when it has a hissy fit.
Christmas dinner with the family was a much quieter affair than originally planned. Hopefully, at some point in the next week, we will be able to all get together. If we land at my Mom's, ordering pizza will be dinner. That is if Bump holds off his/her arrival time!
We'll just have to see what the weather brings.
Lord, watch over and protect my loved ones in their travels near and far. Lord, watch over everyone's loved ones in this season of travelling, visiting and breaking bread together. In Jesus' name I pray.
"Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!" Ps 107:1
The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
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