After some time, the rain let up, I made it to the Knob, and was not disappointed. The view was spectacular. It was mostly clear, and the remaining clouds added to the mystical spirit of the place and the moment. I thanked God for it, and thought to myself that the frequent rains over the last days actually enhanced the experience. I had suffered a bit, and was now enjoying a reward. It was like all that rain had a purpose, and now the purpose had been fulfilled.
Happy, I started walking to my car. And then it really poured!!! By the time I reached my car, I was soaked. I could not have been wetter if I had jumped in a lake with all my clothes on. It was still raining hard as I got into my car, which got wet as a consequence. And I thought ruefully that God has a sense of humor. Just as I had figured out the rain, God reminded me that it was not all about me!
I feel a little the same this morning. After a long week, and a glorious weekend celebrating Christ’s death and resurrection, I was looking forward to a quiet and restful spring day. I am getting the quiet and restful part. But outside doesn’t look like Spring, especially not to a man from Georgia! Just last night, I put away my winter coat. Today I pulled it back out. And I think, once again a little ruefully, that God has a sense of humor, that it is not all about me, and that I will never figure everything out.
But somehow that is OK. Just in case I needed it, the snow on what I expected to be a Spring day reminds me that I will never really understand how the world works, that my expectations will often be overturned, and that I always have to take what comes, whether or not I like it. But yesterday, just in case I needed it, our celebration of Christ’s resurrection reminded me that God’s love triumphs in the end, and that true life and joy rests ultimately in God. And to that, snow or no snow, I say thanks be to God, alleluia, alleluia!