Snow days

We had a blizzard yesterday. It snowed, well, a lot. I don't really know how much since areas of our yard had four foot drifts while other areas were almost swept bare by the 60mph winds. Keith got to stay home from work, so at one point yesterday we all dressed up in our snowsuits and went outside. It was cold, mostly because of the wind. We toughed it out for a little bit, but Abby kept her face buried in my shoulder and was more than happy to go in the house. The guys stayed out a bit longer, later even trekking to the grocery store for no good reason.

Today the snow remained but the wind had died down and the sun was shining. It was a perfect day for playing in the snow, so I bundled the kids up to go outside once again. Isaac was super excited, but the minute Abby caught sight of the snowpants, she started screaming and crying. I tried in vain to explain that today was a warmer day, that she could actually have fun outside if she would just calm down. No luck. I made her go outside for ten minutes, but she just stood and cried the whole time. I popped her back in the house and had her stand by the window while Isaac and I had a grand old time in the snow.

Makes me think: how many times do I mentally kick and scream at the Lord - "Not again, Lord! It was so difficult last time!" I think I know what He's taking me into, when really it's something altogether different. If Abby had just been able to trust me, she could have had a really fun time, but she made the decision to fight me before she even stepped foot outside. Oh, that I may mature spiritually beyond the point of toddlerhood!