Several years ago I came to one of those "moments of truth" in my life that enabled me to see more deeply into myself and into the challenge of the Christian gospel. Interestingly enough, the issue at stake was my emotional attitude toward the weather. In order to appreciate this situation, you need to realize that all my life I have had a special affection for snow. Of all the seasons of the year winter is my favorite, and the part of winter that I like best is the coming of that "icy white stuff." As long as I can remember, I have loved to see it fall, delighted to walk in it and slide on it, and to my wife's dismay I do not even mind driving in it! I am never happier weather-wise than when a big snow is either on the way or has already arrived. For reasons I cannot explain I simply came…