Is not your fear of God your confidence,
And the integrity of your ways your hope?
26 DEC 2008:
Snow continues to fall.
I find this remarkable, frankly. My parents’ neighborhood continues as a morass of knee- to ankle-deep slushy snow, often atop a slick frozen snowy layer. So far, I have helped push 10 cars and one FedEx truck (the truck didn’t move. It was like pushing a boulder). No snow plows come down into the neighborhood, and the roads show tracks of dozens of adventurous or foolish drivers attempting to escape. We have relied on my father driving his four-wheel-drive Subaru for our sole transportation. It’s much like regressing to junior high again, begging rides from parents to get anywhere.