From Psalm 147: 16-17: He gives snow like wool; he scatters hoarfrost like ashes. He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs; who can stand before his cold?

The ice crystals were hurling down like crumbs and the snow is covering the Earth here like wool on sheep! They need their wool today because it is a “put the hand warmers in your gloves before you go to feed” kind of day. I hadn’t planned on a snow day in the middle of finals week, but God must have decided that I needed some sourdough pancakes this morning-after I fed critters of course.

Everything had a slick, shiny quarter-inch coating of ice: the wire gate, the chain links keeping the panel gates closed, the handle of the feed fork, the bulls and horses, the windows and of course, the sidewalk…stay where you know the grass grows. The Schwann’s man cancelled delivery and I’m on my second pot of coffee.

Snow is coming down in huge flakes, but they are holding on their hats as the screaming wind catapults them straight on east. While it is the season to don your gay apparel, it seems prudent to don your wool socks, coveralls, scarf, balaclava, wool hat, and don’t forget to put the hand warmers in your gloves if you want to keep your fingers-before you head outside.

In this wind, no one “can stand before His cold!” But oh, it is clear who is the Lord God, Master of the Universe, the Mighty God, He who is and was and always will be, Elohim. Who am I to argue?