It is Sunday.
My normal routine is to get to our church around 7am.
When I get there, I usually tidy up around the church, put on the first pot of coffee, sit in our office and do my daily reading.
This morning, I woke up and drove to church.
The roads were slightly covered with snow. The view was beautiful. Snow covered the trees and grass with the iconic snowy glaze.
Yet, unfortunately it was a Sunday.
It snowed on a Sunday.
That is not good for churches.
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