Yes, Dorothy, We’re Still in Kansas

In some parts of the world, I suppose, people don’t give much thought to the wind. Unless some sort of storm blows in, there’s not much reason. I’m not really sure where those places are exactly. I am right sure, though, that Kansas isn’t one of those places. Without the benefit of documented knowledge, I’m going to guess that we have fewer than twenty or thirty days a year when there’s not a readily discernible breeze. Probably a couple hundred a year when the wind will top twenty miles an hour and more than enough days when it’ll top thirty.

So, in a place where the wind blows steady enough to make trees lean, a warm day in January without wind is not an ordinary thing. In fact, it’s unusual enough that I seriously considered taking a couple hours of vacation time on Monday afternoon so I could go for a long bike ride.

Duty won out over the beauty of that opportunity, as it often does. It wasn’t an easy choice, though, I’ll tell you that!

With the temperature at fifty-two and the wind speed at two-three miles an hour, I sat at my desk computer, briefly staring out at the parking lot and thinking about the Flint Hills, the bottom lands of the Walnut River and a particular road that leads to both. And stayed at my desk, working at the computer.

Tuesday and Wednesday were warm as well. But with the wind topping twenty miles an hour, there was nothing tempting me in the direction of a long bike ride. I got most of the things done that I needed to get done. That’s the nature of duty and one’s attention to duty can be pretty vital in keeping one gainfully employed. No matter what the weather happens to be.

Today’s high will be half of yesterday’s and there’s a sixty per cent chance of freezing rain and snow. Wind gusts up to forty-one miles an hour. Tonight’s low: twenty degrees below freezing. Not much of a day for a long bike ride.

But, by God’s good grace, we will sleep warm and dry tonight. Tomorrow, by the same good grace, we will rise, safe and rested, to another day’s opportunities. Opportunities to do good work, to share good things, to bring blessing to others and be blessed. And I will remember that doing good to others is always worth doing.

Especially when a cold wind is blowing.

H. Arnett

About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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