In the few days prior to embarking for Canada, Tess asked the kids for what they were grateful in their lives and if they had any prayer requests. Sebastian blurted out, “I pray that it snows when we are in Canada.” Tess rolled her eyes, I laughed – as if that was going to happen in the middle of July.

Last week I talked to the gang who are having an absolutely terrific time in Canada. Alas, I will not be joining them this summer. I had an especially long conversation with Carys who told me it had snowed. In fact, everyone had managed to have a snowball fight. I thought for sure I was talking to fantasy Carys. Or maybe a nearby campfire rained down white ash that looked like snow. Or perhaps Granddad Blake crushed up some ice and threw it off the roof. But Carys continued describing the snowball fight from the special snow… "the large type of snow" she described, "from the rain."

Turns out the “special snow” fell from a big hail storm. Fortunately for Sebastian and his prayer, the conditions were just overcast enough, and chilly enough, that the hail stayed on the ground long enough for a snowball fight to ensue. For suspicious readers, the picture at left is proof positive that there was ice on the ground in the Okanagan Valley during the middle of July… enough to produce a snowball fight! Pretty good, God, I’m impressed again. Epilogue: since writing this post, many have asked if they can send their prayer requests to Sebastian. Sure, why not?