Our power has been out so I haven’t been able to get online. Our phone service has been limited. No internet on my phone either. I’ve been doing a lot of nothing. We are in the dark, even during the day. We were out of batteries, so we had to limit use of the flashlights. We relied on candles for light and a little warmth. We are down to one candle. Our power has been on for a few hours now, but we aren’t sure if it will stay on. Road closures, traffic and demand have made it impossible to find basic needs. Now city officials tell us we might be dealing with water issues. My granddaughter, in Prairie View, Texas has not experienced power outages but had been without water since Monday. She just text that her water was finally back on. Praise God! It’s been snowing for almost four hours here. Is this going to be over soon? We can only hope that it will end soon.

I have lived in San Antonio the majority of my life. I can remember some cold nights, freezing nights, light snow, freezing rain, iced roads, down power lines, hours long outages and even rolling outages. Extreme cold weather doesn’t last long here in San Antonio. It’s rare to get snow, or really cold temps. Down power lines and extended power outages have mostly been attributed to thunderstorms and significant flooding. Not too long ago CPS Energy started these rolling outages to deal with the hot summers and triple digit highs. They were designed to be short power interruptions to help maintain the integrity of the power grid. They are nonetheless inconvenient. Most of what I recall are long hot summer days – hot days that often lingered into late October. And it’s not unusual to experience a warm Thanksgiving Day. My 18th birthday was a pretty hot day. My birthday is a week before Christmas. So, even though I have experienced more than a few freezing nights, cold temps is not the norm for San Antonio. Winters are generally pretty mild.

I admit, I love it when snow makes it down here. The kids get to see and play in the snow, even if only for a day. After this ordeal, I have to say I much prefer it to stay that way. As you might imagine our family is not prepared to handle heavy snowfall, much less the pitfalls that accompany such extreme weather. We don’t have the warm clothing, shoes, or equipment to deal with extended power outages in freezing temperatures. We are not outdoorsy people either, at least we are not into fishing, or camping, or anything else that would require the need to purchase special equipment, i.e. cold weather gear. If we travel, we travel during the summer and not winter months, for obvious reasons. I hadn’t owned a heavy coat until last year. I live in open toe shoes, and summer dresses. And I am the type that doesn’t believe all the weather reports. The weathermen predict rain, thunderstorms and flooding, but most times, eh… the forecast does change. Now the high temps – those reports I believe. So, for rain and snow, I believe it when I see it. That saying, “If you don’t like the weather in Texas, wait a minute, it will change.” It’s more true than not. So, I can say that this year will be one for the books.

When the weather guy predicts snow we wait for it with slight anticipation, but more hesitation. It’s disappointing if we don’t get snow, but we get over it real quick. I have to say, this year will not be so quickly forgotten. Snow was predicted, anticipated even, low temps were probable, but the resulting catastrophe, I have to say I could not believe that Texas, the largest energy producing state could fail so miserably at keeping Texans heated through this arctic storm. The snow is finally slowing down on this day, February 18, 2021. I am sure the clean up is going to be messy, messy, messy! Check out these photos from the last couple of days.

Be blessed. Stay warm. Stay safe.

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I’m Irma

Welcome to my little corner of the blog world. Here, I share my thoughts on Christianity, the things of God, and the ways He has shaped and guided my path through life. My journey with the Lord has been long and transformative, marked by moments of peace and joy and periods of uncertainty. I write, first and foremost, for myself—to process what the Lord so graciously reveals to me in Scripture. Sharing some of these truths has become a mission of sorts, via blogging. His word urges us to bear witness and encourage one another.

As I reflect on my own transformation, I can say that the church itself has transformed over the years and not necessarily for the good. I speak about my own experiences with the church. One lesson the Lord impressed upon me this year is that “truth is not always truth.” What do I mean by that? There have been times when I’ve shared a biblical insight, only to realize that other faithful believers interpret the same passage differently. In that instance, I find that the Lord reveals according to our understanding. When I share the need for a Damascus experience understandings diverged sharply. Believers that have been raised in the church do not feel that such an extreme experience is necessary for spiritual maturity. Our faith is truly shaped by our backgrounds. Spiritual journeys are not for everyone. This taught me that early socialization deeply colors our grasp of faith; what’s true for me may not resonate in the same way for someone else.

Similarly, lately I considered how “ignorance of Scripture was its own blessing,” I remembered my early walk with Christ. I had a blind faith. I knew little of doctrine or debate. I trusted the pastor. In those days, my faith and trust in the church and church leaders was simple—I accepted what was taught from the pulpit without questioning. I did not have the knowledge needed to question any teaching. There was a peace in not knowing all the controversies or complexities. As I grew and studied the scriptures, and did some additional research, as the Lord gave understanding, I found myself questioning everything I had been taught. I did not question my faith, or the existence of God. That ignorance, while limiting, protected me from confusion and doubt, allowing me to rest in childlike faith.

The church itself has seen many changes over the decades. Self-proclaimed prophets have introduced new doctrines, some bordering on heresy, while believers wrestle with their flesh and what it means to follow Christ in a society with so many freedoms. I remember a time, more than thirty years ago, when I trusted every word spoken in church. Now, I understand how easy it is to accept teachings that stray from biblical truth. The Scriptures warned us this would happen in the last days.

2 Timothy 4:2-4 (NKJV) “Preach the word! Be ready in season and out of season. Convince, rebuke, exhort, with all longsuffering and teaching. For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine, but according to their own desires, because they have itching ears, they will heap up for themselves teachers; and they will turn their ears away from the truth, and be turned aside to fables.”

Current events—like the 2024 Election—have exposed deep flaws in American Christianity. Yet, through it all, Scripture assures me that God is sovereign. No wall built by human hands can withstand His judgment; no scheme crafted in darkness escapes His light. These lessons have become more real to me as I look back over my journals, filled with stories of God’s faithfulness during trials, tribulations and abundant grace. By sharing I hope those the Lord leads here will desire to seek God wholeheartedly, to find comfort knowing that He is always at work in our lives—often in ways we never considered.

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