It is the first time Atlanta has had a white Christmas since the 1882!
We got the snow here on Sunday which prevented us going to church that evening.
Below are some pictures. Sadly it was a bit thin on the ground. On Monday morning the snow was a bit frosty and did not hold together too well - so no snow men were made.
If you believe that Jesus was born in winter, then perhaps it looked like this:
I went for a walk Monday morning as I had been inside for most of the last few days playing endless games and looking after children and watching movies and eating food.
Here is a frozen mail box with an icicle:
I went for a walk along the rail track near by.
I was on a bridge with no pedestrian path (i.e. no room for me and the train) and a river underneath.
Looking at the picture below it looks a bit of a worry...
Until you realise the train was actually traveling backwards (away from me) and I was not really on the bridge but I zoomed in to take the picture.
I had no idea I would see a train this day - and it is always a little scary going over the bridge knowing that if a train did come - I would have to run pretty fast across the bridge. This may not sound very scary - but there are only railway sleepers with holes between going into the river. One false step and you would be stuck in the middle of the bridge. And it was snowy and icy.
Anyway - the train driver stopped. I was trying to figure out why. Maybe he was wondering why I was running towards the bridge? Maybe he wanted to talk to me? Why? Would he offer me a ride?
In fact I can only conclude that he got out to have a pee. Then he went on his merry way - backwards...
When I got back I was exhausted and went to bed. I think I was suffering from dehydration or something. Also we have been going to bed real late and Solomon wakes us really early. We need early nights!
Though the train may have been the most exciting thing that happened all day - it was a bit of a distraction.
I was having some good quality time mulling over some thoughts and praying.
I think that is what is missing in my life - good quality quiet time. In my usual day - Solomon is up in the morning - the wife follows and then I go to work. I get home and the wife is there and Solomon wants to play until 8pm when he is supposed to go to bed. But he does not got to sleep - he keeps coming up. Sometimes this goes on to 9pm or sometimes 10pm! - then I have time to myself - which by this time I am feeling real tired and want to go to bed. That is my typical day.
When I was single - I had so much quality quiet time with God - it was really a blessing. I need to get back to that. Not sure how yet - but I need to think of a way...