Yesterday I posted about my decision to get into winter and enjoy cross-country skiing as an alternative to my running. Yesterday afternoon I drove to a nearby county park, Cottage Grove Ravine Park, anticipating excellent snow and groomed trails. I was a bit rushed because the sun was low in the sky and I was unfamiliar with the park. I missed the entrance for the parking lot, so I started a quick turn around. In my haste I slid off the road and into a snow bank.
At first I thought I could simply drive out. The spin of the front tires told me otherwise. I tried to clear the snow from the front of the car. It was too compacted and I had no shovel. Sheepishly I asked a couple of skiers to assist me. Though we pushed and pulled, the car was stuck. Finally I had to admit I was truly trapped in the snow and called AAA for assistance.
While I was calling AAA on my cell phone, a second call came through. I soon discovered I had a pastoral emergency with one of my parishioners! With some embarrassment, I called the family and explained my predicament. I would come as soon as the tow truck pulled me out, which was further delayed because the truck driver got lost.
As I sat in the car, waiting for the tow truck, I ruminated about my plans. I had wanted to “get into it” by doing some skiing. Instead I literally “got into it” with my car in the snow. I was frustrated, but also reflective. My haste had put me in this predicament and I could blame no one but myself. There will be future opportunities for skiing and exploring. I was thankful that my slide had cause no damage to car or myself. Finally I decided once again to practice what I often preach to others, patience and thanksgiving. I could “get into it” by seeing the mercy of God in my own foolishness.
I read your blogs everyday and look forward to reading them everyday. Thank you for blogging your thoughts and insights.
Thanks, Ann Marie. My goal is to bless and encourage people in their daily life. God is good.