FROM COMPLAINING TO PRAISING

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Sitting on a bench in front of Crate and Barrel waiting for them to open, I thought of how blessed I felt to be in Scottsdale. The sun was shining, but it wasn’t too warm—in fact, it was just right. The sky was clear and the mountains looked beautiful in the distance. My mind switched over to Washington, D.C. where our daughter is attending a seminar for the state of Arizona. Two nights ago she called and said it was very, very cold. The weatherman is calling for snow there today.

Yea I know, I complained a lot during the long, hot days of summer—but not now. Wow! I love it. You say, “It’s supposed to be cold at Christmas. Let it snow, let snow, let is snow.”

That’s what you say. That’s not what I say. I say, “Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine—the sun that is. That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”