[February 2, 2011 - our "backyard" field and neighboring
farmhouse look quite picturesque under a blanket of snow.]
We, like many others across the Midwest, spent the past few days weathering a large ice/snow storm, although "snowbound" is a bit of an exaggeration. My dear Grandma was visiting us at the time and her flight home was postponed 24 hours, so we got to spend some extra time with her. :) We mostly spent the time cozily indoors working, reading, eating, playing with Edmund, etc., and managed to get through with our electricity still on (though there was a heart-wrenching moment when the lights flickered a few times...).
When fierce weather surges outside our walls, I think of the hymn by Isaac Watts:
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
Praise God for being our shelter and shade!