Ice Storm 2026

I was hoping to upload a pic from our recent ice storm but some glitch is preventing me. In the meantime, enjoy this excerpt from one of my favorite short stories “The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. “This is a delightful spot,” he said, “we must ask the Hail on a visit.” So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice.” (The Selfish Giant, by Oscar Wilde)

A Mistake?

The other day I saw a headline on someone's webpage which read, "Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is to make mistakes when nobody is looking." I immediately thought of Romans 14:12 which reads, "So then each one of us will give an account of himself to God."

I found this card in my topical file under "sin":

What man calls an "accident," God calls "abomination."
What man calls a "blunder," God calls "blindness."'
What man calls "defect," God calls "disease."
What man calls "chance," God calls "choice."
What man calls "error," God calls "enmity."
What man calls "fascination," God calls "fatality."
What man calls "infirmity," God calls "iniquity."
What man calls "luxury," God calls "leprosy."
What man calls "liberty," God calls "lawlessness."
What man calls "trifle," God calls "tragedy."
What man calls a "mistake," God calls "madness."
What man calls "weakness," God calls "willfulness."

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