Hello everyone.There is something joyful about storms that interrupt routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. And unlike illness, it is largely a corporate rather than individual experience. One can almost hear a unified sigh rise from the nearby city and surrounding countryside where Nature has intervened to give respite to the weary humans slogging it out within her purview.
This is from The Shack by Wm. Paul Young.
Q: Does the unified sigh refer to the weary people, living in the city, expressing their relief?