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THE NORTHERN KENTUCKY SEARCHER VOLUME 5, NUMBER 4, JANUARY 30, 2005 THINKING ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS SNOW STORM I have had a little time to sit back and think about the snow storm and its aftermath that we had over the week of Christmas. While it wasn’t the most snow I have ever seen, it was still pretty good and definitely some of the hardest to shovel. The ice in the middle of the storm was what made it so difficult. The thing that amazed me about that storm was what it did to airline travel at the Greater Cincinnati Airport. It virtually shut it down. They could not keep up with the snowfall as far as keeping the runways clear. They ran out of de-icing chemicals for the planes. Com-air ended up closing up shop and canceling hundreds of flights due to computer problems. People were sleeping on the floor all over the airport and some never did make it to their destinations. In just a few hours the mighty machines of man’s creation were brought to a standstill. It brings to mind the words of Isaiah in Isaiah 40:12-15 and 25-28. Isaiah wrote, “Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance? Who hath directed the Spirit of the Lord, or being His counselor hath taught Him? With whom took He counsel, and who instructed Him, and taught Him in the path of judgment, and taught Him knowledge, and showed to Him the way of understanding? Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance; behold, He taketh up the isles as a very little thing.” Verses 25-28 say, “To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal? Saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number: He calleth them all by names by the greatness of His might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth. Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest thou, O Israel, My way is hid from the Lord, and my judgment is passed over from my God? Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? There is no searching of His understanding.” Yet another reflection of mine pertains to the aftermath of the snowstorm. At first, folks thought it was kind of pretty, and it was. However, as time went by and the situation wasn’t getting much better, people stopped thinking about how pretty the snow was and started to get irritated. “Well, we just were not prepared for this much snow!” cried out the airport officials, as well as the mayors of several local towns that did a terrible job of cleaning the streets. It was as though they felt that by saying, “We just were not prepared for something like this” would make everything right and be satisfactory reason for failure. They were wrong. There is another day coming when an awful lot of people are going to be amazed and shocked and they are going to cry out, “We just were not prepared for this!” But by then, it will be too late for excuses. Our Lord said, “But as the days of Noah were, so shall also the coming of the Son of man be. For as in the days that were before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noah entered into the ark, and knew not until the flood came, and took them all away; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be. Then shall two be in the field: the one shall be taken, and the other left. Two women shall be grinding at the mill; the one shall be taken, and the other left. Watch therefore: for ye know not what hour your Lord doth come. But know this, that if the good man of the house had known in what watch the thief would come, he would have watched, and would not have suffered his house to be broken up. Therefore be ye also ready; for in such an hour as ye think not the Son of man cometh” (Matthew 24:37-44). Just stick a snowstorm in there in the place of the flood and the point is clear. Not being prepared will be the most tragic of mistakes for those who find themselves in that predicament. We have so much to be thankful for. No one at Northern Kentucky suffered any real hardship due to the storm, and for my family, the kids made it in before it got too bad and we were all pretty much snowed in for two days. It was wonderful to be with them again. As the years go by and I find myself getting just a little older, I long for that time when the Lord returns and we can all go home together. It won’t be for a few hours or days, but eternally. Greg Litmer FIVE LITTLE CHICKENS. “A lesson about work.” Said the first
little chicken, Said the next
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