It was dangerously cold yesterday up here in "The Northland". The actual air temperature hit a low of C-31|F-23 and with the wind gusts, the wind chill at times hit C-40|F-40. Someone posted on FB that our current temperature was colder than Antarctica. I shrugged and said, "It is summer in Antarctica at the moment." I wasn't impressed but to put it into perspective I just checked and the low yesterday for Barrow, AK was C-18|F0. Hmm...
Being a native Minnesotan, I did not spend yesterday, hunkered down by the fire. I bundled up and ventured out into the world to go to church. Of course, I had a blanket and winter emergency kit in the car. One would be foolish to head out without those necessary things.
Later that afternoon, I planned to attend a Christmas play with a friend of mine so on the way home from church, I decided to stop at the store and pick up a few items I would need later that evening. I patiently waited in line and when my turn came, the cashier asked a common question asked in Minnesota. "Is it still real cold out?"
"Yes," I replied. "It is still real cold out but... the sun is shining!"
In Minnesota, a land that gets the full benefit of having polar-like winters and tropical-like summers, you must learn to take weather in stride. When temps are in the upper 90's or exceed 100 degrees (Fahrenheit) with the dewpoint exceeding 70 or even 80 degrees, people will say, "At least it is not C-34|F-30. When the windchill is C-40|F-40 you must remember last summer and say, "At least the humidity is low and it is not too hot outside."
When the days are cold and short and the nights are cold and long, I relish the fact that on the coldest of days, the bitterly cold, dry air means cloudless blue skies. From my shelter, whether it be my house, my car or even my jacket, I can peer out at the frigid air, thankful that though I am in it, I am protected from the full-onslaught of it. I can gaze up at the sun and it reminds me that the cold and the darkness will not last forever.
I am very thankful that regardless of what I face... the Son is shining (John 8:12).