Snow is pretty magical. It\u2019s so pretty and sparkly and it completely changed to atmosphere when you wake up to a bunch of snow on the ground. I was telling someone recently that I like the concept of snow; however, I\u2019m not the biggest fan of the practicality of snow. Like, it\u2019s pretty to look at. From inside. Under a blanket. But up close? No can do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I wonder if we sometimes treat God like this. Lovely from a distance. A wonderful idea. Something we want vaguely around<\/em>. But to bring Him close? That\u2019s another story. That requires getting cold and wet shoveling off the drive, to continue the metaphor. It requires more work and sacrifice and time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As I attempted to drive Stoney Trail for the second time in my life last week (unintentionally, I might add\u2026I thought I was going straight to Okotoks) and my life began to flash before my eyes, I, out of habit, prayed. But then halfway through a sentence, I realized that while yes, it\u2019s good that that\u2019s my first instinct, I certainly don\u2019t do that in all occasions of my life. When life is fine and I\u2019m not <\/em>trying to merge into the (wrong) lane because Google Maps hates me, I maybe don\u2019t feel the need to pray quite as much. So I don\u2019t.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n This gets it so wrong on a number of levels. I don\u2019t know what to do about it though. If driving on five-lane highways is the only thing that gets me to pray, I might have some issues, because spoiler alert:<\/em> I dislike any more than three lanes of traffic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I don\u2019t want to treat God like that. Like he\u2019s my like-it-from-a-distance, only-when-I\u2019m-stressed problem solver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m sure quite how to change this problem, but I imagine recognizing the issue is step 1, and steps 2 – 413 come as I need them. So I\u2019ll continue on, one step at a time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Snow is pretty magical. It\u2019s so pretty and sparkly and it completely changed to atmosphere when you wake up to a bunch of snow on the ground. I was telling someone recently that I like the concept of snow; however, I\u2019m not the biggest fan of the practicality of snow. Like, it\u2019s pretty to look at. From inside. Under a blanket. But up close? No can do.<\/p>\n