My little brother is an engineer, which usually means that he thinks in different ways than most of us, like are you a glass half-full or half-empty kind of person and the engineer says it was poor planning for a container suitable for the contents. Anyway, he says there is no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothing.
That’s probably more true here in Spokane than Antarctica.
I heard a story once of two neighbors who planned camping trips for the weekend, then it rained. One neighbor was angry and the whole weekend was ruined. The second neighbor set up his tent in the living room, made s’mores, and had a wonderful time with his family. When the first neighbor found out and was surprised, the second neighbor said, “We make our own weather.”
That’s helpful: our last human freedom is to choose what we think about. Even Henry Ford supposedly said, “Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t—you’re right.” The second neighbor was right to think he could have a camp out no matter the outside weather.
Maybe our attitude could be gratitude even if the weather seems too bad or the task seems too daunting to think we can do it.
My wife was reading about a boy Schindler saved from a Nazi concentration camp and he said the children would say if it doesn’t get any worse than this they could stand it. That’s resilience! Those kids had bad weather, bad clothes and certainly must have had times when they thought they could not do it another day, and the boy survived.