The Washington-Metro area is digging out from its fourth largest snowfall on record. The Northern Virginia suburbs registered from 28 t0 30 inches of snow by nightfall yesterday.
I woke up early this morning to make the 3 mile walk to Holy Comforter. A parishioner, Drew Colliaitie, picked me up half way there in his snow plow – the best ride to church I can remember in a long time.
This was the view at Holy Comforter early this morning. I’m happy to say that we celebrated two of our three Sunday liturgies with 29 at 8:45 and 49 at 10:45. Spike Behning, member of the Vestry, set up a live webcast of the service, and I understand that some 80 people watched at one point or another during the services. Our associate rector, Libby Gibson, preached a moving sermon on the lessons of the day, based on her recent experience of leading a chapel service for a homeless center in Fairfax.
People have been describing this storm in biblical terms such as “snowpocalypse” and “snowmageddon.” Compared to normal amounts of snow in Washington, I can understand. Nevertheless, a contemplative morning with friends eager to keep the feast leaves me grateful for the “snowfromheaven” that slowed us down in February of twenty-ten.
