Frozen

It's been cold here. Really cold. You wouldn't know by just checking the degrees. 30 degrees has lately translated to a balmy fifty below that creeps under your skin and chills your bones. Gnaws away at your tender nose, cheeks and ears until you no longer believe you have any of those. Fog has settled in and I dare not venture outside unless I'm willing to face the consequences of uncontrollable shivering, uttering curses under my breath that crystallize and freeze in front of my face, mocking me. Landing in Denver at -15 didn't even feel this cold.
This must be what mom meant when she talked about Michigan cold...humidity cold. I think my bones shall break and I'll just crumple into an ice block.

On the bright side (harhar), the sun has peeked out a few times, and for that I am grateful. The sun LIVES...it is STILL THERE.

Reading a recent post from my friend Sarah's blog made me realize how much I LOVE metaphors. I suppose I knew that, I just never admitted it. But they are how I see the world. Because apparently I understand the language of symbols and comparisons more so that what is in front of me.

Wednesday my UFDN class was taught by a prospective professor the theology department is thinking about hiring and he had to teach our class...the subject matter: the Trinity. Really, in my opinion, so mean. So ruthless...send the applicant in front of strangers and explain the UNEXPLAINABLE. Thanks a lot. But, he did FANTASTIC and spoke in metaphors and analogies galore which is to be expected when discussing the prospect of three persons in one all at the same time. Mind boggling really. The class began with the help of "Billy Bob" a stick figure drawn on the board. During the whole class I wriggled with delight as he had metaphoric examples for all the concepts. Light bulbs of understanding flashing above me like a frantic light show...though, I don't think there's any possibility of understanding the Trinity in totality, but I must say that class helped.

All in all, I'm getting nothing done and Saturday is slipping through my fingers.