When I was young, I used to admire the “lucky” snowbirds from our church who would spend their winters in Florida, but I have to confess that I thought they were rich and entitled, and if I’d stopped to be truly honest about how I felt, I suspect I would have felt a bit critical of them for spending so much money. And so, it is with a bit of chagrin that I admit to becoming a snow bird. Well, Alan’s still working full time, so we don’t really migrate to Florida for the winter months, but he definitely relishes finding reasons for visiting! For many years we drove down in the van with our flock of seven children, but when there are just the two of us going for a conference, we love to fly! It never ceases to amaze us how the landscape can change in just two hours,and how quickly the temperature rises 70° or more…from dreary grey and bitter cold to sunshine and balmy breezes… from frozen snowbanks to bursting flowers…from working out every night in our basement to swimming every afternoon…strapping on Yak Trax to trek our lane to slipping into sandals for a sunset stroll.I guess I deserve to be called a chicken or a turkey for taking off when I can, But I’ve really appreciated our opportunities to be like the snowbirds this winter!
“What shall I render unto the LORD for all his benefits toward me?” (Psalm 116:12)