Looking Inside

Sometimes winter, or especially February in Boston, forces us to stay inside.  This marks the third Sunday in a row where Mother Nature has shown her strength (although this time without the crazy snowfall amounts), and somehow it forces us to stop and collect ourselves. 

Is this "inside time" also time for me to look inside myself?

It's usually a scary process when we take the time to pause and reflect...how am I?  how do I feel?  am I on a positive track in my life?  is God somewhere underneath all this snow and messy streets?

Maybe it's a bit like uncovering this car...the slow methodical process of unburying to see what we were looking for...and hopefully discovering something beautiful.