In the Bleak Midwinter

Here it is Day 2 of Snowmageddon 2011 (aka lots of snow/ice in SC). And school has been wisely cancelled for tomorrow, too. Our days have been filled with snowball fights, sledding, hot chocolate, fires, movies, games, and snowcream. And now I’m gettin’ a bit antsy. A little cranky. Wondering how many more days of this are to come. In other words, cabin fever is setting in. And we are not crazy enough to go out driving in it because most roads are sheets of ice right now. And yeah, there’s that thing called 4 wheel drive-don’t have that! Did I mention we may get sleet tonight? So our winter exile continues.

I HAD a week chock full of activities, lunches, and closings, darn it! Things to DO. And yet I feel conflicted, too. Why is it that I run myself ragged with a packed schedules and a to-do list longer than my arm? Remember a few years ago when we were freaking out about the idea of avian flu and the concept that we would have to hunker down in our homes for 3 weeks (GASP!) WTH? I can’t even handle 3 DAYS! And what would I be saying if the power went out? Then again, it makes me wonder-would slowing down really be so bad?Maybe that’s exactly what I need…time away from the iPhone and calendar and email. Huddling around candles and telling stories. Snuggled up under blankets to keep warm. OK so I don’t like the concept of no HEAT but I will say the thought of allowing myself to just chill out might also change my outlook.

Sometimes when I blog, a title is hard to come by. In this case, I thought of the title first and couldn’t get it out of my head. Where exactly did the phrase “bleak midwinter” come from anyway? The answer lies in a poem penned by Christina Rossetti in 1872 that was turned into a Christmas carol:

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.

Puts it all in perspective doesn’t it? Suddenly the midwinter doesn’t seem so bleak.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Julie
    Jan 12, 2011 @ 11:47:49

    Oh Sherry, I am with you! So much to do…but so conflicted, too. A home-based business is truly a wonderful thing–most of the time. But when everyone else slows down and enjoys the forced togetherness, I’m stressing about trying to get some work done, while still making snow day memories with my family. Ah spring, where are you?

    Stay warm!



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