Last year after an incredibly warm and unseasonably dry beginning to our
winter season, mid-January was characterized by greening grass and
sprouting irises. The warmest winter (if we could really call it
"winter") was well under way.
The weather was the central theme
in all conversations, and a quick polling of anyone anywhere revealed
that the huge majority delighted in the mild temperatures and the lack
of snow. Though a few expressed concern over the abnormal weather
patterns, these were ignored or worse, thoroughly shut up by anyone
within earshot.
I, for one, was one of the few with the unpopular
opinion that the weather was wrong. If the earth were in a state of
balance, we would be in the midst of a cold, snowy Canadian winter. Not
in early Spring! It was a symptom of how global warming has corrupted
our weather patterns.
Then one day, the long-range forecast began
making what were considered by many as "ominous" predictions: A winter
storm was on the way!
For days on end the weather network warned
us of the upcoming storm. It would be preceded by a day of torrential
rains, then the temperatures would drop, the precipitation would change
to snow, and high winds would whip the white stuff into blizzard-like
conditions.
Unfortunately, no one believed the weather network.
And why should they? They are so often wrong! But this time they were
not wrong. The storm came on exactly as predicted, with exactly the same
force that they had called for.
Were we ready?
Not at all.
As we awoke that morning to blowing snow, we were amazed to realize that
the school buses had not been cancelled. The plows were out, but they
weren't salting or sanding, and the high winds were drifting the snow
back onto the streets as fast as the plows could clear them.
Needless to say the drive to work was messy and dangerous. I, for one,
longed for anti-lock brakes and a standard transmission, to say nothing
of snow tires. But as I eased down my street, at what I felt was
border-line fast for such conditions, a vehicle raced towards me from
behind and then flew around me on that narrow country road.
It
wasn't surprising that there were literally hundreds of accidents that
day. Even though it was mid-January, no one was prepared for this touch
of winter. And the big question of the day, as we all slipped and slid
around corners and through intersections was: Why weren't the city
trucks out sanding and salting?
My question was a bit different:
We had all known this storm was coming! Why hadn't the city been out
salting and sanding during the night in anticipation of the falling
temperatures?
As I think about this particular storm, many
spiritual lessons come to mind. First of all, the global calendar
screams to us that Jesus' second coming is near, in fact, it should
already be upon us. But no one is concerned. Those who dare make some
comments are usually left in cold silence. Have we become comfortable in
our sinful world? Does the idea of what is prophesied to happen no
longer excite us? Do we even want Jesus to return in our lifetime?
The second spiritual lesson is this: Just like the weather network tried
to warn us of the upcoming storm, the Bible warns us of the upcoming end
of time. Do we even listen? Take them to heart? Do we care? Oh, some of
us are more prepared than others. But remember the story of the 10
virgins at the wedding feast? All 10 went to sleep waiting, and only 5
of them had extra oil for their lamps when the bride groom finally
arrived!
The final spiritual lesson to be learned from our storm
is that just like so many drivers during this storm were in denial about
the poor road conditions, refusing to slow their speed or give adequate
distance, most in the world is in denial about how bad things will get
during the great tribulation. The general attitude is, "Oh, we've
weathered bad times before, we'll manage!" Meanwhile, our complacency
could be putting others at risk. It could be masking the real symptoms
for those who don't yet know Jesus, who could still have time to turn
their lives back to Him!
"Then the kingdom of heaven shall be
likened to ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the
bridegroom. Now five of them were wise, and five were foolish. Those who
were foolish took their lamps and took no oil with them, but the wise
took oil in their vessels with their lamps. But while the bridegroom was
delayed, they all slumbered and slept. And at midnight a cry was heard:
'Behold, the bridegroom is coming; go out to meet him!' Then all those
virgins arose and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said to the wise,
'Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.' But the wise
answered, saying, 'No, lest there should not be enough for us and you;
but go rather to those who sell, and buy for yourselves.' And while they
went to buy, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with
him to the wedding; and the door was shut." (Matt 25:1-10 NKJV)
A
winter storm is on its way, friends! Will you be excited or discouraged?
Will you take the warnings seriously, or ignore them? Are you one of the
five wise virgins, or one of the five foolish ones?
I have to
say, it finally looks like winter in Canada!
Lyn Chaffart