I was up early yesterday, making phone calls and cancelling meetings and appointments. No drive to a morning meeting in Raleigh. No rush back to the office for afternoon appointments. Really, no rushing at all.
I stayed home, drank coffee, watched every detail of the inauguration and enjoyed the visits of my kids (who provided snow ball fights and sledding as entertainment in my front yard). My only real effort was to shovel a path to the garage, load up a wheel barrow of firewood, and keep the fireplace hot all day. This came in handy as our kids hung their wet socks and gloves there to dry, while they warmed up for their return to their own homes.
I guess this has been one of the bigger snows (some years it doesn’t snow at all here) since I’ve lived in Wilson. We used to have some huge ones in the Appalachians of Virginia where I grew up, so this white dusting really made me feel at home.
Perhaps the Lord knew that we needed a day to focus on what matters and a day to celebrate the blessings He has bestowed on us as Americans. Staying at home, watching and listening to the inauguration of our new president, Barack H. Obama, was the right thing to do. I watched and prayed all day as I witnessed this historic event.
I’m glad the snow interrupted my plans for just another busy day.