Tuesday was one of those days. Honestly, it’s been one of those weeks. But especially Tuesday. Sitting in traffic and driving through a blizzard for five hours on 81. Just me and my prius and all of the semi trucks. Driving behind salt trucks and in a storm that looked something like one of those Microsoft screensavers, you know the one that was all black with stars rushing at you, making you dizzy if you stared too long. And finally slip sliding down the road of Radford.

Logically, it was the middle of a snowstorm, I should’ve gone home, quit while I was ahead. But instead, I headed to campus to catch the tail end of the sophomore women’s small group I lead hanging out together. And I am so glad that I did. Campus looked like an absolute fairytale.

Snow was falling in the most perfect way. All of the girls were huddled together in a dorm, laughing and talking about when they could hang out next.United by a perfect Savior. And I got to be there and be a part of that, if only for a half hour. And it changed from one of those days, to one of those days you look back at and smile.

I got to play in the snow with my girls and it changed everything. I came home to David and Neville running through our backyard.  The snow falling and covering campus was like peace falling on my heart. I’m so thankful that in the storms of this life, peace can reign anyways. And that snow days can cure a sad heart.