Northeaster

Well, when I drove over to visit my sister-in-law a few hours ago it was cold and windy. When I drove home just a little while ago, it was a blizzard. I was driving eastward into a wind coming out of the east that was driving snow along with it. My headlights lit up the snow so that I could not see far ahead and the snow blowing across the road would cover and uncover  the stripes. When I couldn't see the stripes, I looked for the edge of the road and tried to stay away from it. I was out in the countryside, so no shelter from the wind; probably it was coming from the top of the Fraser Valley in Canada all the way down to greet me in little old Whatcom County. I drove about 15 miles an hour down the middle of a dark road where the speed limit is 50. Fortunately I saw just one or two other cars. I guess no one else was stupid enough to set out in those conditions. By the time I realized how bad it was, I was well on my way. Once I got into Lynden, where more buildings broke the wind, although snow was still blowing over the road, I could see where I was going. I'm glad to be home.

When I started out driving I kept saying over and over, "Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on me." After a while I said it silently, then just had prayerful concentration on driving without words. When  car drove past me in the opposite direction where the visibility was bad, I called out to it, "God bless you! God bless you!" to help it safely home.

I hope it doesn't stay this bad all weekend. I have plans to drive to Bellingham Sunday afternoon to see Harry Potter. I bought the tickets in advance at Fandango, so if I end up not going, I'll be out the money, too.

Oh, well, sufficient unto the day. I'm home safe tonight.