That’s me. Last night, I lay in bed listening to the wind howling! It sounded so pretty and cold… and I was grateful to be in a warm house.
Then the boys came home from hockey…
“Mommy, the driveway is covered with the drifting snow. I don’t think you will be able to get out in the morning.”
Since today was packed with places I needed to be at… I decided that it couldn’t that bad.
I backed the van up… said a quick prayer (even though I know God expects me to use my common sense… that was lacking)… and took a run down the drive.
We made it to the middle and then we came so a slow halt.
I am stuck.
The snow is knee deep.
I have a meeting I am suppose to run… at 8:45 am.
I made dentist appointments for all the boys from 10:30- 12pm.
I am stuck.
Since Sanj is always here… I have no idea how to use the snow blower.
Sanj gives Tyler the instructions… but Tyler is too overwhelmed to listen.
I am frazzled.
Our snow plow guy is unreachable.
CAA won’t tow me out if the drive is not clear.
Thank you, God for kind -hearted friends.
A former Rhema dad who lives down a bit is here now.
I think I am being rescued.
Thank you, Jesus.