When the topic is Oklahoma weather, however, I’d say the correct phrase might be “unexpect the expected”.
Little Frau commented yesterday on how much more difficult it is to forecast winter storms and how the powers that be try too hard to be right about something they cannot control.
There’s an old Pat Benatar tune that says:
Fire and ice
You come on like a flame
Then you turn a cold shoulder
Fire and ice
This latest named winter storm that shall remain nameless turned a cold shoulder on us, indeed, making us dread its impact and drop any semblance of productive days as we awaited its wrath, then staying just abreast of us in intensity of impact.
While I am thankful, a part of me feels let down. All this planning and angst, and things work out OK after all? What is the deal with that?
I wonder if that’s how Moses felt a big part of the time. I spent a few hours yesterday awaiting the loss of power that would not come to fruition. Waiting, and watching start to finish the 50’s era epic “The Ten Commandments”.
The children of Israel had their share of storms, no doubt, as have we all. But, in the midst of their deliverance, they got a little (OK, a lot) off course fretting about the storms that might not ever come, and making some new more damaging storms on their own along the way.
So, the rain will fall today, and the ice (what little we had) should melt quickly. Or, maybe it won’t. I can’t control that. I can control my heart, and how it cares for those around me, and the storms they may be feeling.
Such was true yesterday.
Such will be true today, planned for storms, or unplanned for plans.
The Lord will work out his plans for my life — for your faithful love, O Lord, endures forever. Don’t abandon me, for you made me. Psalm 138:8