Breezing Through Winter - Update

Dear Diary,

Not five minutes after I posted the blog, Michael placed an iced cappucino before settling down on the sofa accross from me--a hot coffee in his hands. "You know, I was thinking..." he started, and I knew exactly where this conversation was going to go, "it might not be the best idea for me to take the van downtown without a window this week. It would just be a target for vandelism."

Argh! I knew it, I was going to be the one speeding down the road with my frozen hair flapping against the window of murky plastic. And I'd be the one with the blue lips saying good-bye to the kids when I dropped them at school.

"Yeah, that's my mom--" they'll say, "she's the one with the frozen hair. Don't worry she looks happier when she melts."

I had finally got my own car four months ago after waiting for ten years. That little red baby is mine, and I love everything about it. I love the way the dips in the seat fit my cheeks to a tee, and the gas peddle is just within reach for my little legs. I like that radio station comes on when I start the engine, and that my windows are crystal clear and wind free.

But Michael had a point that I didn't want to consider, because it pointed to the road of self sacrifice. It was easier to choose the selfish road because that road was filled with glamour and warmth.

Through out the day, I softened till finally I suggested it on my own. "You know, I was thinking," I said, "you're probably right. The van won't be safe downtown, take my car, and I'll use yours."

I feel good. It's funny, but when you finally take the road of self sacrifice, even the little ones that face us from day to day, it's only then that you realize you're finally driving in the right direction. For now I'll be looking through a murky glass, but eventually I'll be seeing things face to face, when I finally arrive at my eternal destination.

Here's another great verse for today:

"Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing. ." ~ Ephesians 5:22-24