December 14, 2005

A Wintry Prophecy Fulfilled

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This, my devoted Cake Eater Readers, is my destiny.

It looks beautiful, does it not? A lovely winter scene. It could be innocuously titled "Snow on Pine Branch," or something equally inane.

But looks can be deceiving.

That precious lump of snow that looks so pretty and reminds you of the joys of winter, will, of course, fall off the branches of the pine tree the minute I'm underneath it. And I will be underneath this tree soon because I must go out and shovel.

The snow will, of course, fall off the branch in a just-so manner, directed by God himself.

Why, you ask, will God Himself direct the way of this bit of snow?

Well...

Because, two thousand plus years ago, a prophecy was delivered to someone in the Bible whose name is escaping me right now. The prophecy fortold of a time, far into the future, in a far away land, called Cake Eater Land, where a beautiful woman, swaddled in wool and boots, would be lugging a shovel across a white yard, preparing to do battle with the snow that was falling. The woman would ultimately achieve her goal of clean sidewalks, and the Earth will be saved from a horrible fate, the prophecy foretold, but not without a great price to be paid.

"What price must be paid?" you, my devoted, and terrified, Cake Eater Readers, whisper to yourselves.

I shall tell you.

For the snow to fulfill its destiny and for me to fulfill my own greatness, the snow must hit the back of my neck, which will cause me to yelp with surprise at the cold, watery lump which will be continuing its journey---and fulfilling its purpose---by sliding down the back of my shirt.

I am hesitant and scared.

I fear the icy trickles of cold water that will soon course down my spine, causing me to shiver uncontrollably and chafe against a wet T-shirt and bra.

I wonder where I will find the courage to bundle up and meet my destiny.

Have no fear, my devoted Cake Eater Readers, I will find the courage.

I think it's in a cup of cocoa, so, if you will excuse me, I shall go and fortify myself for the journey ahead.

Posted by Kathy at December 14, 2005 01:37 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Be strong, and keep your collar turned up!

Posted by: Pious Agnostic at December 14, 2005 03:16 PM

Verily, verily, I say unto thee -- the snow falleth where it listeth and thou feelest the splat thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, yet knowest thou well wither it goeth as it trickleth down thy back. (As Yule Brenner would say, "So thus it is written, so let it be done.")

Posted by: Bob at December 15, 2005 10:03 AM
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