We have had icy weather here in South Carolina the last couple days. It is beautiful to look at sparkly trees and a landscape that is covered with ice. The world outside has become a crystal wonderland. Although breathtaking to look at, it doesn’t take long before it becomes a nuisance to us when we try to resume our normal routines.
Southerners typically don’t do well when it comes to wintry weather. We don’t know how to drive in it. We don’t know how to handle long periods of time when we are cooped up indoors. It’s fun at first to be huddled inside together, watching the precipitation coming down, viewing Netflix movies and cleaning out the cupboards. However, it quickly grows old and begins to lose its charm.
We grow tired of taking the dog out in the cold, bundling up for just a few minutes to brave cold temperatures. It becomes exhausting to put on hats, coats, scarves and boots all of which must come off again when we go back inside. The paraphernalia piles up creating a mess by the back door. The trash also begins to pile up because no one wants to go out in the cold to take it to the trash can outside. The carpet becomes soggy from all the traffic coming in and out from the snow and ice. The house becomes messy and chaotic quickly. We all get cabin fever by day two and are ready to escape the confinement which we relished at first.
In our southern climate, we are conditioned to being outdoor people with exposure to large amounts of sunshine. If we stay inside too long, we start to grumble and complain. There is a lesson in there somewhere that God is trying to teach us. It is a lesson on patience and learning to be content in whatever situation we find ourselves.
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