On Wednesday the 20th, we woke up to about 2 feet of fresh snow! So Elder Clark and I spent a good chunk of our day clearing out snow from our apartment complex. The entire complex is all senior citizens, and then us young men. So we cleared off every car in the parking lot, and then shovelled walkways. To gain a sense of how much snow there was, at one point, when I was standing in it, the snow went all the way up to my belly button. My slacks were beyond soaked by the time we got finished. It was ironic though, because it was supposed to be the first day of spring. I guess things are different in the Maritimes!
(Elder Hunt was asked to speak in Sacrament meeting last Sunday, and he sent his talk. I really like it!! So here it is! )
When I was about 11 or 12 years old, I was growing up in the town of St. George, Utah. One particular winter had packed the mountains with an unusual amount of snow. Normally, St. George is known for its' dry deserts and hot temperatures. This year was no different following the snow, and as the hot temperatures rapidly increased, so did the amount of water in our rivers due to runoff. This amount of water was combined with the following days of pouring rain, and continued to increase the size of the river.Now, when I say river, I actually mean a very small, 3 ft. wide creek. However, this once contained creek quickly transformed into a raging 100 ft. wide mass, which could not be contained by its small banks. It tore at the banks, eroding them away, drawing closer and closer to the homes of family friends. In fact, it was getting too close that my family began to help them evacuate all of their belongings, in anticipation that the house would be swept away by the river.