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<\/a><\/div>\nThis morning was, in pop-culture parlance, an epic fail. It\u2019s hailing, sleeting and snowing here. Ice is everywhere. The boys have a snow-cancellation day.<\/p>\n
My school district is nearly 50 miles from our home. When my husband checked the district website at 5:30 a.m., my school district had a two-hour delay. I grabbed an extra hour of sleep, then headed outside to chip the ice off the windshield and windows our minivan. I headed north, anxious about arriving on time because traffic was thick and the highways icy. <\/p>\n
When I arrived at the school, the parking lot was empty except for a few folks plowing. It turns out the district had canceled school for the day. If I\u2019d checked the website again before driving off, I would have known that. On the contrary, I felt a sense of peace. It might sound odd to some, but as I headed home, I imagined Christ sitting beside me. I started to talk with him \u2013 pray to him \u2013 in my head, asking how best to spend the extra time suddenly afforded to me.<\/p>\n I remembered what the psalmist tells us:<\/p>\n
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I can imagine many people might be frustrated, angry at themselves even, at having driven more than two hours round trip through lousy weather for no apparent reason except the failure to double check a website. But after I discovered school was canceled, I wasn\u2019t irritated with myself. <\/p>\n