A Children's Fairytale

It's Christmas Eve, the night before Christmas. And in all the houses are little children and a large number of adults all wishing they had asked Santa Claus for something other than sleds, ice skates, snow shoes, toboggans, skis both cross country and downhill, tubes, every winter item, snow mobiles.

Not a drop of moisture in about a month. Everyone prayed for winter. Meanwhile, all these television shows and news stories appeared once more about global warming - man made.

I begged God to His Face over and over and over again.

Why yesterday I went east to Richfield and I could not believe that just to the south were great mountains covered in snow. Easily visible in the distance. Thick snow. Down to about five or six thousand feet. Everywhere else where I looked had no snow north of that.

I was there buying a new refrigerator for Christmas. Just got it in the house this morning. It's plugged in and it is silent. I am not used to that. I can't tell whether it is on. But it is. It three cubic feet larger and 25 % more efficient. And our refrigerator, which was nearly full - this one looks empty.

Oh yeah. It is man-made global warming sort of. The makers of the global warming are working with numerous very evil master races superior to humans in ways that unbelievable.

So the children especially, they pray or whatever, talk to their "imaginary" friends about the terrible nature of what is happening. Those friends are normally angels, who say, "It will change to normal soon. Don't be afraid or worry."

Okay, if you're sure. Then the children play at something else. Until the next time they notice another blasting dust storm at a time of in a place where should not be such a thing.

Then the fright starts and conversations with the invisible friend.

I myself cataloguing the methods used to feign global warming in detail and in combat with these superior alien races, well, raindrops, sleet, snow at the higher elevations started to appear on window.

And I took my new refrigerator off the pickup and drug it into the house. I started to get soaked from the rainfall.

It rained much harder when I dragged the old refrigerator out the door. It seemed upset. Thought it was headed to the dump. It life near over to be cast aside like all its hard work was for nothing, unappreciated and in vain.

No refrigerator there's a lot of life in you and I will use you to make water. Though it will be awhile. Have patience and soon you will be back to work.

I could have sworn I heard a sigh of relief from the old refrigerator and then it said, Thanks! I can wait.

Knowing what is happening and the causes thereof, including who to talk to about it, that's where I went.

"We have made covenant with him and his descendants," the Great Soul addressed a number of the members of the host. "We are not honoring the covenant when I demand we do!"

There were numerous disagreements to what he said and why from members of the host but this is what He replied, "Nevertheless, it is decreed and it shall be so!" Then He went to explain why.

And so it rained, is raining, snowed, is snowing, and will continue to do so, the weather behave in more manner because the source of power is skewered.

Oh, the Welcome Center, Greeting Hall, and Throne Room is back in operation and but that is another long story.

Merry Christmas and soon Winter, the cold kind.