Provided: Snow Days.

To mark the words from my friend Amy's text:

"Christina, could these snow days have come at a better time??? I think not! God knows our needs before we ask him."

I couldn't leave this week, without marking God in it. It's easy to pray or complain or be anxious or wonder, and then with the situation is over, to move on, and not note His working hand. But this week, I stop and pause. Because I have to. Because it's a marker on my journey. Because he granted me something special -- snow days.

You see, last week was rough. Each morning, my chest was tight and I prayed myself into the classroom. Once the kids arrived, I clicked into motion, but the anxiousness was frustrating. But this week, we had four snow days. Yes, read that right: four. So each day, I worked ahead, creating lesson plans, worksheets, unit outlines, etc. And then had some fun - sledding, Starbucks, dinner with friends. Yet, this time enabled me to get caught up and ready for second semester so the weight of teaching doesn't feel quiet so suffocating.

I didn't ask for the snow days. I didn't even give thought or hope to them when people mentioned the weather. But God knew what I needed. And he provided. Through snow days.