This is my view right now, on a sub-zero Tuesday morning. First cup of coffee down, and one eye on the school cancellation list. Chunks of ice having a lazy float down the river. We’re halfway through January, and while I don’t want to tarnish anyone else’s bright & shiny new year, I have to say this has been two weeks of grief, eye-rolling and the thought “What next?” popping into my head far too often. I’ve spent most days trying to keep my head above swirling water that wants to drag me under. I’ve re-read highlighted Bible passages several times, willing myself to faithfully believe things will get better. But sometimes, it’s seeing a sunrise like this that puts it all into place. Sometimes seeing really is believing.