It was raining pretty hard when I went to bed. The clock said 11:45, but I had already moved it ahead. Anyway, I woke up a little after 7:30 to the sound of freezing rain hitting the bedroom window, and the wind still blowing pretty hard.
My daughter had made it home around 3:00 from a school competition, and we had already agreed to let her sleep in. My wife is still recuperating from a minor oral surgery on Friday, so she’s not exactly at her peak yet. And as the freezing rain turned over to snow over the past 20 minutes, I’ve finally realized what’s going on.
God said, “Don’t worry about that daylight savings time thing. Stay home and rest.”