As you may already know. I live in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. Here we have all 4 seasons. It’s winter here now. Not that it’s not winter in other states.
A friend and I were talking about how cold it was. I really don’t do cold well at all. Having 3 boys and a grandson that plays outdoor winter sports didn’t help.
Back to the story. As we were talking I began to remember the winters when I was young. The only heat we had was coal and wood.
My mother would keep the house warm through the night by what she called banking the fire. So the next morning she would add kiln to get it burning again.
We slept 4 in a bed. Two at the top and two at the bottom. You dare not move once you got your spot warm because the other spots on the sheet was ICE Cold.
The weight of the blankets caused you not to move as well. Nothing like the ones you find in Macys or J C Penny. Once you were covered up with these blankets there was no moving.
When you woke the next morning. You knew it was cold if you could see yourself talking. Never fear getting out of bed. You were well clothed. Tee shirt, long sleeve shirt, 2 pair pants of some kind, and socks for your feet.
Well prepared to run from the bed room to living room where the stove was nice and hot. It only took a short time before the heat from the stove burned your pant legs. You would move back a little but not much.
The smell of hot toast with three pats of butter on each piece and oatmeal topped off the winter morning.
If you had school. You washed your face and brushed your teeth. Your bath had been done the night before. You were layered up for school just like for bed. Hat, scarf, gloves, hood. The hood was tied so tight it left a print on your face.
You waited for the sound of the school bus horn and ran as fast as you could to get inside the warm bus. Just to think back on those times made me laugh. I made it through the coldness of that time.
Have there been cold times that you thought you wouldn’t make it through? Even in thoughs times Jesus covered you. Even if you had to run. You can laugh at the cold of that place because you made it to another warm place.
There are going to be winters in our lives. Some colder than others. Always remember there is warmth in the arms of Jesus. He even left us a comforter. No matter the temperature He is our warmth. Run as fast as you can and get out of the cold.