One more day of almost (not quite) freezing weather here. I don’t know about you, but 42 degrees is a bit chilly for the middle of May. Of course, I will probably think about that come July and August when the thermometer heads toward 100.
Honestly, don’t most of us complain about the weather no matter what it is? I think I do. It’s too hot, too cold, too dry, too wet. I guess I’d complain if they hung me with a new rope, so how’s the weather any different. But when you don’t have anything else to talk about (or gripe about), out comes the weather card.
With hearts going out to those affected by so many tornadoes, earthquakes, and floods, I feel pretty small complaining about having to wear a sweater. People all over the world don’t have shelter, or food, or water. Mother nature has dealt them a cruel hand. Lives have been lost and homes destroyed.
I’ll promise to never complain about cold or heat again. I’ll do what I can to help and will pray for those in dire straights. And I’ll remind you to do the same if you whine.
God loves us all, but it’s up to us to appreciate it.
Bonnie Pickartz
