You know what always strikes me about the weather? No one's ever happy about it. Like right now—it's springtime in Chicago, complete with occasional flurries, ice on the windshield, and numb extremities. Brrr. We feel like we're being gypped because the crocuses didn't pop up for Easter like we expected.
My boss went to Winnipeg last month. I hear that it is a frozen land. He said that even though it was about 1000 below, there were people out everywhere: skating, ice fishing, walking, and having festivals and stuff. He asked his friend how they handled such bad weather. He replied "There's no such thing as bad weather. Only bad clothing."
I hear a lot of Christians lament the future of humanity. They wring their hands, and don't go "outside" because they don't like the "weather." That's pretty much the same as people who don't go outside because it's wet, or hot, or frozen, or humid, or whatever. It may be a bit nippy out. But that's no reason to not go snowshoeing. There's no bad weather. Only bad clothing. There's no bad culture, only unprepared Christians.
I hope this edition of PARSE inspires us to bundle up and get outside, even if its snowing in springtime.
My fellow humans, thanks for reading.
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