13 inches is a lot of snow where I come from, and that is exactly what we experienced on Saturday night, March 7, here at home. It was enough to render our country roads impassible and to move even a stodgy preacher like me to consent to cancelling Sunday services. I am putting these up a little late, but if you have ever lived in West Tennessee, you know what it is to be fascinated by the mystery of Job 38:22, “Have you entered the storehouses of the snow . . . ?” I am still marveling.
Snowbound: taking in the scene from the door of the parsonage that morning.
"Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love . . .
. . . that we may rejoice and be glad all our days." Psalm 90:14
Undisturbed, snowy beauty at 8 am
Curve Baptist Church, est. 1885
Ascending the slope where we joined our brothers and sisters in some Sunday sledding.
Up to our knees in snow for the first time in our lives and loving it.
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