Instagram reminds me that six years ago, I walked home from work in the snow. Now, that particular image was not from the night that all of New York City was under a curfew (they shut the subway down at like 8p) because of an impending “snowpacalypse” and ABC booked hotel rooms for everyone who didn’t live within walking distance of the office. Of course, the logistics desk didn’t plan how to transport people from the office to the Times Square hotels after midnight, so the show anchor forced the shuttle they kept on duty just for her (naturally) to drop everyone off. The whole thing was made even more ridiculous because the snow only reached about four inches. My instagram from that night is below.
I mention this because for the third week in a row, the weather people in Missouri are calling for rain, freezing rain, or snow and calling it a “three-day weather event.” No one knows for sure what we will get and where. But we better get prepared. And we should probably cancel anything we have planned because we can’t trust people to make their own decisions about whether or not to venture out in the weather.
On Friday, all of St. Louis and Mid-MO canceled school (and probably Kansas City, too) for some cold rain. On Monday, what was forecast to be “flurries” in the weather app–and only around 3 p.m.–turned out to be an all-day snowfest resulting in untreated roads and numerous accidents. Including one that shut down westbound traffic on I-70 for several hours. I can’t decide if the weather people have gotten worse or the news people are more apt to dramatize the weather to gin up drama and ratings. I’m sure it’s a combination. Because we know weather is still weather.
And in the year of our Lord 2020, the inability to accurately predict the weather really gives new meaning to one of my favorite bible verses, “The wind blows where it wills; you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it comes from, or where it is going. So with everyone who is born of the spirit.” (John 3.8)