Today’s adventure in God’s library takes us snow skiing in the mountains of New Mexico and Colorado.

The Oklahoma heat can be so oppressive in late August and early September.  It is during this time that I think about cooler weather and snow skiing.  Today’s adventure in God’s library takes us snow skiing in the mountains of New Mexico and Colorado.

I took my first ski trip with my son, Zach, several years ago.  We went with a church youth group to Angel Fire, NM.  Zach picked up the skill of skiing without any problems; however, I was a different story.  My lack of coordination and flexibility greatly hindered learning my new found sport. 

Even with no ski skills, I fell in love with the beauty of the snow and mountains and since my husband, brother-n-law and sister-n-law were all experienced skiers, we decided to take our families on a ski trip, which has since turned in to a family tradition.

It’s been 6 years since we took our first family ski vacation and my skiing ability has slowly improved.  I still use blades instead of skis and I still “pizza” when I should “French fry.”   One thing does always remain the same, the beauty of the snowy mountains in God’s library.

The beauty of God in the snowy mountains is AMAZING!  On the ski slopes there are two types of skiers that remind me of how my Christian walk should be.  There are those skiers, like myself, who are very cautious, ski slowly and take time out from the ski run just to sit and enjoy the quietness of the snow covered mountain and God’s beauty. 

Then there are those skiers, like everyone else in my family, who go all out as fast as they can down the mountain with no fear of falling or no fear of the terrain that lies ahead of them.

While we are told in God’s word to “be still and know that I am God” I wish my Christian walk (and my skiing ability) was more like the skiing ability of my family. . . BOLD, not afraid to share Jesus with a blind faith that what He has in store for my future is for my best and that I will be able to handle any moguls or turns that are in my path.  With faith I can enjoy a “French fry” life.