We don't stop, we keep it on and on

I think the snow has been listening to a few too many Beastie Boys songs. We got another foot or so at our house yesterday. In 5 hours. This makes a total of 66 inches at our house. I'm 66 inches tall. That's not math that's in my favor.

It's safe to say at the end of this season if I never see another shovel I'll be happy.

This is the view from our living room. There is a chair against the window that is made for a little child. Those Disney Princesses are probably cold! The mound in the middle is our BBQ. It's safe to say we haven't been doing much grilling lately.

While our shoveling is difficult and our backs sore, our spirit took a hit this morning. Because of the massive amounts of snow we've been getting, business are having problems with roofs collapsing. Many businesses have flat roofs and they just can't handle the weight of 5 feet of snow and ice.

Really, I can't blame them. It's a heavy burden to bare.

So far 19 businesses have reported their roof collapsing. A church even caught on fire when their roof came in.

This morning it hit a little closer to home. Our church made the local news. The roof to our gym caved in at 4 o'clock this morning. It didn't just make the news because it's another one, but because it's the worst one. When the roof came in, the force of everything blew out two walls. There is insulation spewed clear onto the steeple roof at least 30 feet away. The steel doors to the gym have been bent.

I drove by on my way to work this morning and just started crying. Here's the sight from the parking lot. Imagine a full-size basketball court. That black thing on the wall in the upper left corner is the scoreboard. Just below it to the right is a white void. That used to be a basketball hoop. The small black square just right of the center of the picture is a window looking into the gym from the second story of the building.

Our church has been going through some trials recently. When our pastor retired in April it seems that we started to flounder. Which is normal with a transition like this. However this transition has caused much tension and some division in our church body. It's been a rough year for us all. When I saw this on the news this morning my spirit broke.

As I talked with the deacons in the parking lot this morning I was filled with hope. Hope that God will use this to bring Him glory and to unify our church family. No matter how we have all felt with the transition and the search for a new pastor, this is our home. This is our place of worship. It's a time we band together to fix our home. I pray we can fix our family in the process as well.

We won't stop. We'll keep it on and on.

With God's hand.