Friday, December 04, 2009

Hi, Mom!

The tradition must have started when I was in college.  Whenever it started to snow where I was, I called mom to tell her, and she always did the same for me.

Mom!  It's snowing!

I'd love to curl up on the sofa and knit, content in knowing that there is - if only rarely - a reason to work with wool in Mississippi.  Tonight I'm working with words, though, as I write a sermon for Sunday.  May they drift down as lightly as the snowflakes outside, dusting my page with reflections on Advent themes.  Hope, expectation, waiting, watching...

...for Jesus, of course.  And tonight, for snow.


Julie Nolte Owen said...

Yes, I'm about to go out and take some photos, too. The kids just woke up! Let the fun begin.

Mom said...

You win this one! All we've got is a cold, windy 44 (where-is-the-little-circle-thingy-that-indicates-degrees?)Saturday that was perfect for Christmas shopping.
Do you remember calling me about seeing the first snowflake in NYC? I loved the awe of that story!