We have a saying here in Northeast Ohio: "If you don't like the weather, wait 5 minutes. It'll change."
I've heard that's pretty true for the rest of the state, but don't quote me on that!
This winter, we didn't have much snow in my neck of the woods until practically Christmas. Then we made up for it -- or were punished for it, depending on your point of view. Anywhere from 4 to 6 inches of snow in a day. Sometimes whole days of falling snow. When I shoveled, I waited until twilight threatened before I went out to clear that driveway, because why clear it knowing another 5 inches are coming?
God, have I thanked You lately for the fact I work from home and don't need to navigate snowy streets and traffic in this weather?
Then last week, the temperatures went from mid-20s to mid-30s, and then 40s, and there was water everywhere. The layers of ice coating parking lots and sidewalks eroded from the bottom, and finally turned to slush wherever the sun (yes, for those who forget what it looks like, that brightness in the sky is the sun) happened to rest on it. By Thursday, I could see my driveway. Friday I was scraping the last stubborn layers of ice off the front stairs. The temperatures were in the mid-50s and predicted to cross over the 60 mark on Saturday.
Now the temperatures are sliding back down. Snow is predicted. I don't care how pretty it is in the weather app on my iPad, it is not that pretty in person. Do they airbrush it or something?
For those of us in states where weather is "exciting," and despite the best efforts of the weatherman, unpredictable, the January thaw is God's gift to get us through the winter. The freak weather patterns stay in our memories and provide hope and strength to get through those days when the furnace runs constantly and every time you step outdoors the inside of your nose freezes.
Yeah, people say if you don't like the snow and polar temperatures, then move. Well, who says I don't like it? Variety is the spice of life. You have to endure the shivers that threaten to stay with you for the rest of your life to get to those "oh, wow" mornings where fresh breezes and birdsong and blooming flowers and trees make you glad to be alive.
And just think about it -- where do the hurricanes and typhoons and dust storms and droughts show up? Yep, those states where everybody says you "ought to live" to "escape" the snow and ice.
January thaw reminds you that God is ready to bestow a thaw on the wintertime of your soul, if you're patient, if you're obedient, and when you think you could teach Job a thing or two.
Wait 5 minutes. It'll change.