By Cindy Walker Burton

On Thursday, February 19, Mother Nature’s fickle winter attitude was in full effect. Before I continue about last Thursday’s wild weather spectacle, I’ll refresh your memory about the comfy weather on Wednesday the 18th. It was a mellow mild 65 degrees with overcast skies that afternoon and without a doubt, I was on my daily walk without a coat without a care. The car wash was busy, dogs were walking their owners, a house was being painted, geese were honking noisily as they flew north, a few golfers dotted the fairways, house windows were wide open, and I said to myself, “What a wonderful world.”

Fast forward to Thursday. Same overcast skies BUT the temperamental temperature had plummeted 30 degrees, from 68 to 38 with a wind chill of 19. Fair enough, Mother Nature. We’ve been very spoiled basking in unseasonably warm temps. But Mother wasn’t finished. Around 1:00 pm, a clap of thunder reverberated loudly followed by more thunder. Then rain fell in proverbial buckets for a couple of minutes and abruptly stopped. What a wonderful world.

By now, I thought moody Mother Nature was done with her antics. So I donned my Arctic gear and commenced walking . . . just as it began sleeting really hard. It looked like the Morton salt girl threw a hissy fit and tossed her salt pellets all over everything pell mell. A half hour later, tiny snowflakes fell, the wind roared, and the sun peeked out shyly. At this point, I was expecting a meteorological miracle, like a blizznado (blizzard tornado). Didn’t happen. Summary: a 30 degree temp drop, gray skies, rain, thunder, sleet, snow, sun, a sliver of blue sky, and wind all in one day? What a wonderful world!

Mother Nature is just an empty metaphor. This is sovereign truth: “For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, things visible and invisible.” (Colossians 1:16). No matter the weather, for worse or for better: thank you Father. What a wonderful world.