Ski Trip

After a long weekend out with some of the church guys and leaders, a group of about 15 guys - including myself - all went to South Vermont for a ski weekend. Simply said, it was one of the most exciting, relational and heart-throbbing experiences I have ever had. Not only did I get to ski, but too were my eyes opened to God's existence through conversations, scripture, discussions, seeing the beauty of the mountains, crashing on moguls and talking with some old folk on the chairlift.

Here were some of the things I learned and did:

In relation to skiing, I was able to hit some of the largest mountains I had ever seen, ride down some of the steepest black diamonds on the East Coast, fall and injure myself due to being cut off by other skiers and moguls, hit one of the largest jumps I'd ever hit and ride along a simple, smooth path that cut between pine and spruce trees which overlooked a beautiful frozen lake and mountains in the distance. But that was not the greatest reason I experienced God.

In relation to our friendships, it was beforehand that I barely knew anyone with the exception of four friends, but this gave me the opportunity to make many knew friends and learn something about the leaders that has allowed me to build new friendships. And still, this is not the greatest reason I experienced God.

In relation to our discussion topics, I was able to walk away with a wider view of what God intends for us as people, learn a powerful new verse from scripture and gain a perspective of Biblical knowledge that has changed the way I view "Christianity." Yet this is still not the greatest reason.

The greatest reason I was able to experience God on this trip was through something most people wouldn't call a "God miracle." It was a car crash. On our trip, we had two vans, one - the church van, the van I was in - and the other - Mr. Reed's van - in which the church van carried a heavy trailer behind it full of our equipment. Mr. Reed drove ahead of us most of the trip, and as we went through Troy, New York - an almost all downhill city - we were caught at a yellow light. Mr. Reed stopped at the intersection and as our van had too much weight in the back, we were not able to slow down enough to stop, hence we hit the back of Mr. Reed's van (pictured above.)

But in all of this, it truly was God miracle if we could look at the circumstances. For one, the crash shattered the trunk and the safety glass in back, but in that nobody was hurt, the cars still ran fine, no airbags popped, the cops and emergency vehicles arrived in less than a minute, and we were given God's grace that our speed wasn't a lot, because if it was so, I would've gotten whiplash because there were no headrests, people in Mr. Reed's van could've been hurt, and it could've cost us an extra day and lots of money. God was evident in this because if it was to be a bad crash, we were about 5 hours from home with no place to stay, meaning that we would have to find a hotel and I had nothing but 75 cents left, and we would've had to find an alternate for a car, which again, could've cost a lot. So next time you think God might not be in a bad situation, try and look at what went right rather than wrong.

So in conclusion, ski more and think of what God has done in your life.