Monday, November 24, 2008
This morning I was sitting on our couch in the living room, thinking about Lessons and Carols my freshman year. We were lining up to process in for the Saturday night service when it started snowing outside. It was snowing these great, big, fat flakes, the first big snow of the season. By the time the service was done, there were several inches on the ground. It was Christmas. It felt like Christmas, everything new and white and fresh and exciting. When I woke up from this pleasant memory and looked out our front window, it was snowing.