Snow covers my yard and falls gently on the tree toppled by last week’s ice storm. Temperatures will stay in the teens today, and I will stay indoors, my body slow to adjust after spending time in Florida.

I can appreciate the beauty of the snow because I know it won’t always be here. I plan to buy sugar snaps seeds today. I plan to plant them in about a month, Lord willing. I need to plant them before mid-March so the vines will bear fruit in May, before it gets too hot for them. As the thermostat hovers around fifteen, it seems odd to be planning for hot weather. But I know this cold will not last, so I prepare for heat.

This feels like faith to me – acting today in preparation for something that is not yet evident in the world.

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. Indeed, by faith, our ancestors received approval. Hebrews 1:1-2.

But it is faith tempered by history. While it is possible that this will be an endless winter, I have ample historical data to suggest that spring and summer will soon follow. I guess I could not believe that. I could be like the Israelites who forgot their rescue from Egypt. I could consider the calming of the sea and the feeding of the five thousand one-offs that would never occur again. But I have ample evidence in my own life of God’s sovereignty and God’s providence, perhaps not quite as dramatic, but evident, nonetheless.

This is not to say that we are to sit back and make God do all the work. We still needed to cross between the waves, pass out the bread, and paddle the boat. I still need to buy the seeds and plant them. But I operate in the faith that God will protect, God will provide, and summer will come.

If you are still without power in the greater Nashville area, you may be questioning this faith this morning. Trees still litter most yards and many streets. Once more, our calendars were wiped clean by forces outside our control. And while I was in Florida and of no help to anyone, I was amazed at the kindness and generosity and connection displayed by those of you who were here. You opened your home to friends, their families, and pets. Those who had shared graciously with those who had not (in this case, electricity). Some of you are still helping those in need. This is love in action, the kingdom of God at heaven, and His will being done. It may be disruptive, but it is beautiful.

Do not neglect to do good and to share what you have, for such sacrifices are pleasing to God. Hebrews 13:16.

So, thank you, every one of you who reached out to a friend or neighbor to check on them, who offered your home or a meal. If you are still displaced, hang in there. Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.

And remember, warm weather is coming.

Love in Christ, Betsy