Two days ago, the weather in our area was cold and blustery. Despite the freezing temperatures, my body craved being in the fresh outdoors. I spent some time walking the paths at a local golf course. My pace was quick in an attempt to keep the chill from settling into my bones. As I came down a hill, I noticed a group of youngsters barreling down a bigger hill in the distance. Their shouts of joy were discernible. I marveled that for them this winter day held the magic of careening down a slick carpet of white snow. I could only imagine that they weren’t fretting about how cold it was. I bet they didn’t even register the cold. For them, the thrill of the next slide down the slippery hill was holding all of their attention.
Today, I walked the same golf course. It was a totally different landscape. First of all, most of the snow was replaced by large puddles of water. I had to navigate carefully around the pooling water. At one point, I decided it was best to just walk through the water hoping it wouldn’t go over the lip of my hiking boots. No children were present. Puddles of water somehow don’t hold the same appeal as snowy surfaces do.
Anyway, it all reminded me of how everything is always changing! For some of us, this is a difficult concept to accept. When things are going well in our lives, we want to push the pause button and have things stay the same. I would bet we would tire of things always being just right. It wouldn’t give a comparison to the times of challenge. Take today for instance. If every day was the perfect temperature, we would never get to experience the many nuances that Mother Nature delivers.
I am going to enjoy the rest of this night as I watch the sky turn its brilliant pinks and purples. I will look forward to one more day of winter thaw tomorrow.