Perhaps this should more accurately be called, “How We Shoveled Heavy, Wet, Sloppy, Back-Breaking Snow, and Still Managed to Be Thankful”, or something like, “How to Be Thankful in All Circumstances, Even When Your Back Aches and You’re Soaked to the Skin.”
I’m not even sure I can claim that I was entirely thankful, or that I felt like worshiping out there, but I certainly gave it a good try.
It all started when after a couple of weeks of almost spring-like weather and all of our snow had melted, we got the weather prediction that a big snowstorm was moving in. Used to such teasing in New England, we bucked up and faced it like men (and a strong woman).
As the day drew nearer, we kept checking in on our weather apps to check the prediction updates.
The good news: almost a definite snow day (which means no school or sometimes work, up here in the north).
The bad news: around 8-14 inches of snow, with the possibility of up to 2 feet in some areas.
The night before we stayed up a little later than normal, knowing that there would be no school or work to go to, and awoke after sleeping in to nothing much happening outside.
But then it started, slowly at first, but increasing as the day went on.
And then the really bad news: the weather report stated that it would probably change over to rain or sleet at some point in the afternoon. So we knew we could not wait for every last flake to fall before we went out and braved the storm to begin our snow removal.
As nice as it is to not be too cold outside, this is not always beneficial in a snowstorm. In fact, I’d argue that it’s one of the worst possible outcomes (topped only by dangerously cold weather or icy conditions, or a full-blown blizzard).
By the time we all got out there, about six inches of snow had fallen, but the falling precipitation was already transformed into all rain. which means not only were we going to get wet, but the snow would be unbearably heavy. And as much as I like a good workout, there is no good way to shovel heavy, wet snow without straining one’s back.
Yet, braving the elements, we put in our time and hard work, and gradually removed the offending snow.
Shortly after I had been working, I began to realize that my otherwise warm down coat and thick jeans were beginning to soak through.
Now if you’ve ever been soaked through to the skin in your clothes, you know this is at best a miserable feeling. But try that in close-to-freezing temps and you’ve got yourself a pretty good reason to complain.
As much as it’s OK to vent a little, before long I realized my attitude had degraded into a miserable, complaining mess, not unlike the scene around me. I was feeling like there was nothing for which to be thankful.
And then I realized I had to do something about it.
So I pushed myself to start naming things I am thankful for.
I started with the fact that I am healthy and strong enough to do this work.
Next, I listed people I know and love (I named a bunch of them), and thanked God for them. Then I went on to give thanks for my cars and home, and other random blessings. Eventually with every scoop of slushy snow, I named something else for which I could express gratitude. I think I even named every delicious ice-cream flavor I could think of with each slushy scoop, before I decided to change over to prayer.
I prayed for several people I know, and it made the work bearable.
I won’t lie to you and tell you that I felt wonderful or had any divine revelations during the course of the afternoon, because I didn’t.
I still felt crummy and wet, with rain water now dripping down my head and back, and parts of my legs feeling thoroughly chilled. The only other time I remember being this wet was when I was at a high school camp out with my Inter-School Christian Fellowship group. It was March, and we had decided to have a water fight which soaked our heavy coats and all the way through to our underwear. This was memorably uncomfortable, as the March evenings in Ontario are still relatively cold.
But back to today.
I was able to change my attitude with an act of my will, by choosing to be thankful.
Here are 3 things to reflect on when you are tempted to complain:
- Start being grateful for anything and everything you can think of.
- Recognize that you’ve probably been through more difficult circumstances and survived, and that there are others around you with more concerning problems right now.
- Turn your thoughts from inward belly-gazing, to a prayer for those around you.
I am tired and sore, and I’m sure my back will ache some tomorrow, but at least I recognize how much I really have for which to be grateful.
I know of so many around me going through some really hard times. There are those who are grieving the loss of a loved one and many who are struggling financially. There are acquaintances struggling with their self-image and friends who are out of work. We have family members who are suffering with physical ailments that can only be healed by a touch from God. So many I know are hurting.
We’ve gone through some hard times ourselves, but through it all, God has been faithful.
I’m thankful today that even thought life is far from perfect, it’s pretty good right now. We are strong and healthy and together as a family.
We have a nice, warm home and cars that run well, clothes on our backs, and good food to eat.
We are surrounded by family and friends who love and support us, a church in which we can both use our gifts to minister to others and receive blessings ourselves, and jobs that are mostly pleasant and provide for our financial needs.
With our wet clothes either hanging (and dripping) downstairs or drying in a warm dryer, at least we’re warm and cozy again. There’s homemade soup to heat up for supper, and Caramel Turtle brownie mix that beckons me to bake soon.
As I reflect on all of my blessings, I realize that I really have a lot.
I can chose to be thankful in every situation.
I am learning to make all of my life, even those miserable experiences, a place of worship.
It just dawned on me, shortly after posting this as I made our supper, that the worship song we sang on Sunday is totally appropriate. I’ve had the words of the chorus going through my head all week,
Your praise will ever be on my lips…
I guess maybe my heart was listening, even though I was unaware.
In what difficult or challenging circumstances do you currently find yourself in? What helps you to change a negative attitude into one of thanksgiving or worship? For what can you be grateful today?