It snowed a little last night as a very cold front moves through the area. In the complex where I live, the HOA pays for snow removal if it snows 3″ or more. Unfortunately for me, there was only 1″-2″ outside. I waited to see if it would snow again and perhaps make it up to 3″, but by the afternoon it was obvious that wasn’t going to happen. Shoveling was up to me now. It was frigid, so I pulled on a couple extra layers, grabbed the shovel and headed out. I started at my front door. Luckily the snow was light and fluffy. I cleared my porch and steps and moved down the sidewalk. The neighbors who share our sidewalk are both suffering from COVID right now, so I knew they wouldn’t be out. Although the husband did poke his head out to say thank you as I cleared their porch. I was just about to make my way further towards the driveway, but was met by a young man shoveling from that direction. I said hello and asked if he was shoveling, which seemed a silly question as soon as it came out of my mouth. He said he was and that he would finish it up. I was very grateful and thanked him. I could really feel the wind and cold on the part of my face that was not covered, so I was very happy to allow the young man to take over. I went inside and got a cup of hot tea.

I Found God today being relieved from shoveling.