Life Goes On

Saturday afternoon, Anchorage got a light dusting of ash from Mt. Redoubt. It wasn't enough to really cause any damage or even inconvenience (unless you were trying to fly in or out). It did make the snow look kind of dingy and used, but the snow often looks like that this time of year. This morning we had a few inches of new snow and the world looked bright again. I'm sure there's a sermon in there somewhere about joy coming in the morning, the quality of mercy (raining down from heaven) or that God's compassion is renewed every day. In any event, there's new snow and we can resume our sleigh ride into the open maw of whatever awaits us. As the Beatles put it so poignantly, "Ob-la-di, ob-la-da,"