In 1944 the classic song Baby it鈥檚 Cold Outside was a hit. I was just one-year-old when that was released but now, years later, I am tempted to try to rewrite the piece.
I鈥檇 name it Baby, it鈥檚 Hot Outside!
Without going into the graphic details regarding climate change, we鈥檝e definitely been swamped. I thought I鈥檇 escaped these blistering temperatures when we moved from the Canadian Prairies to a home just minutes away from the Pacific Ocean but this past week proves how wrong I was.
Throughout the past months that have been marked by pandemic, we鈥檝e been urged to live a life of caution and concern for our own health as well as that of others. Personally, and I鈥檓 sure for many others more than me, there鈥檚 a tremendous sense of relief and thanksgiving accompanying the realty that we seem to be coming out of that one; unfortunately, however, this current heat is predicted to last for weeks or even months to come.
I find myself humming my revised version of the classic, Baby, it鈥檚 hot outside.
As unassociated as it may sound, along with these soaring temperatures, I鈥檓 also experiencing an increasing awareness of a lot more scorching matters affecting the health and unity of our country and similar injustices worldwide. Here in Canada, we鈥檝e come face-to-face with the horrific manner in which our First Nations people have been treated; worldwide, ongoing atrocities take the lives of children as well as adults. Friends, it鈥檚 hot outside.
Other than running a fan and getting up early to let in cooler air, external temperatures are as they are. As individuals and as a nation, what we can do is to ask forgiveness then offer unconditional love to those around us.
鈥淩epent鈥hat times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord.鈥�
