Even though I have spent many years driving in South Dakota, Minnesota, and Michigan snow country, I am still capable of making foolish decisions. On Tuesday after the big snow I drove over to the church to check out the parking lot and to try to get in to work in the office. The lot had not been plowed but the road in was clear. When I got to the parking lot, it did not look too bad. How wrong I was. I got half way to the office door sidewalk when the car bung up in the snow. With some effort I was able to back out most of the way. I made it within a yard of the clear spot, but then there was no go. After struggling for 15 minutes, I trudged through the snow to get the snow shovel from church. I started shoveling while Sue fretted about a possible heart attack for me because of shoveling and trying again to reverse out of the deep snow. I only needed one yard to make it out but I had no luck. Finally a neighbor, Peter, came out and with a push from him we made it the final yard. We thanked him profusely. As he was leaving he said, “Have a blessed day.” I responded, “You have been my blessing today!” As I have thought about this event. Sometimes we just need a little extra push to reach the goal and that push often comes from others even at times from unexpected sources. Hope can pop up just when it seems hopeless. Admittedly getting stuck isn’t life’s biggest tragedy especially when it is the result of our own foolishness, but even the smallest trials can benefit from a splash of hope. Thanks Peter, for being our angel of hope in the midst of our frustration. Our small frustration became a source of blessing in a snowy season.