Stories that explain who I am a bit.
Part 4
I just returned from a jr high youth retreat. We went to Pembina Valley Bible camp, and saturday we went to Holiday Mountain for some snowboard./skiing action.
I met God on the hill.
I wasn't having the best of days. I was tired, I had been awake more than I had been asleep the night before, I was unable to find people to partner with long term, we always seemed to get to uneven numbers and I would volunteer to be alone. I was frustrated with my inability to pick
up where I left off, and I was feeling saddened by the memories that I have associated with snowboarding.
So. On my last run, I went solo up the hill, which was nice. I moved to the hill that I wanted to board on, and lo and behold - no one else was there. Like.. deserted. So I start going down, and as I do, I felt a gust of wind on my face.
Wind is something I associate easily with God most of the time. So I smiled up at the ski and said "Hello". And as I descended the wind stayed with me and so did my smile. I prayed to the God whose grace astounds me, and whose strength was given to me.
I met God on the hill.
3 comments:
i love meeting god in nature...and smiling solo because of it. i'm glad you do too!
and to respond to the previous post--ha! that's awesome.
I love that story. It makes me smile and sends chills up and down my spine.
In response to your comment on my blog. I also had a ton 'o fun last night. I genuinely enjoyed playing real life 007 with you. Can you imagine how much of a gong show we would be at paintball? I finally just had to stop though because I kept shrieking and I was annoying myself. I hate girls who shriek...
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