A Frozen World
February 27th was Al’s 80th birthday, a day when sunshine
and warm weather were hoped for. Unfortunately, the storm that hit the west a
few days earlier with snow and rain arrived in Michigan just in time for the
big occasion. It was our third round of freezing rain in the last month or so.
It
was not a good day for family to come out of their warm houses and brave the
icy roads to attend a birthday dinner given in his honor. I prayed hard for the
wind to die down and the sleet to stop by dinnertime!
The
first thing that came to my attention after the earliest storm was the beauty
of the world around me. While walking TJ our dog late one afternoon, he stopped
near a fence that was lined with shrubs and a couple of pine trees. Backlit by
the sun, the pine needles looked like gleaming bundles of icicles.
As
I looked more closely, I noticed that everything was encased in ice. Droplets
of water had frozen on the tips of leaves and on the under sides of the phone
lines. The sidewalk was slippery too. TJ
and I had to proceed on our way with caution, although he has more stability
with four feet on the ground compared to my two. Thankfully I stayed vertical!
As
the sun set that evening, the trees in the cemetery to our west looked like
they were strung with tiny twinkling Christmas tree lights. It was a magical
world, in a way reminding me of the land of Narnia from the movie “The Lion,
the Witch and the Wardrobe.” (CS Lewis)
Narnia
was ruled by the White Witch, “Queen of Narnia,” who had cast an evil spell
over the land. It was always winter without even a promise of spring and never
the hope of Christmas… until one day help arrived!
Looking
east the morning after that first storm, everything was still frozen. There
were long icicles on the wires by that time and the Arbor Vitae along the fence
in the backyard were all leaning in the same direction, encased in ice and
unable to break free.
“Hard
on the trees,” wrote our friend Marge, from her tree farm in Illinois.
Thankfully
none of the tall evergreens had toppled over and there had been no loss of
power in our neighborhood, truly an answer to prayer. Then along came another
storm, again bringing freezing rain. This time more damage was done, especially
to the old maple trees that had become weakened and diseased through the years.
When
out walking with TJ a few days later, all the ice had melted away; however
there was evidence of the freeze everywhere—broken limbs, piles of branches,
sawed up logs. Wind and freezing rain were a bad combination.
Many
of our friends had stories to tell of power outages that lasted up to four
days. Wires laden down with ice were easily snapped and the signals at some
intersections were out, creating the potential for bad accidents.
So, did everyone make it safely to
Al’s party? They did! And the rain had stopped by then as well. Praise the
Lord!
In
“The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe,” the witch’s spell over the land was
broken when four special children made an accidental discovery of Narnia,
causing the return of Aslan. Aslan was a majestic talking lion, the true king
of Narnia.
“Aslan
is on the move!” was the cry that echoed through the land as it began to
reawaken and thaw. Then began a cataclysmic fight between the White Witch and
Aslan that finally ended with the demise of the witch and a new era for Narnia.
When
the disciples asked Jesus about the signs of His return, He said that there
would be wars, natural disasters, religious persecution and an increase of
wickedness on the earth. Even many of those who loved Him would turn away from
their faith; however, the good news of Jesus would be preached world-wide.
He
encouraged His followers to stand strong, to be steadfast and love Him
wholeheartedly. May we stand firm to the end. Jesus is on the move!
“Because
of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, but he who
stands firm to the end will be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be
preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end
will come.” Matthew 24: 12-14 NIV
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