That, my dear blog-following buddies, is the question.
So have you been skiing before? I haven’t. I don’t particularly fancy the idea of having my size nine’s strapped to skis, sliding down a hill at a speed I can’t necessarily control. I like sledding. Somehow sliding down a hill at a speed I can’t necessarily control feels safer when I’m sitting on a plastic disc. But then, that’s just me.
The reason I’m pondering this question–to ski or not to ski–is because I have a friend who loves to ski and snowboard. And she’s offered to teach me how! She offered to teach me last year, but ehhhh, I just wasn’t ready. It’s just the whole slippy-slidey-snowy part. I can see myself going down the hill, trying to stop somehow, only to fall and break an arm. I like my arms. I don’t know about you, but I use them pretty much all the time. And I really don’t feel like breaking one. I told her that too, and she informed me that skiing is more of a leg-breaking sport. Oh, well that makes me feel better!
But this year…I’m feeling braver this year. I’m an outgoing person. I like to get together with people and I like to do things. Earlier this year I started to clam up…I liked my own little circle…didn’t to move out of my comfort zone. Very unlike me! This year God’s been teaching me that I have nothing to be afraid of because He is always with me. There are two verses that He showed me that I’ve clung to:
Numerous times this year He’s pushed me out of my comfort zone, giving me a new adventure, and teaching me that He is bigger than anything I’ve been afraid of. These are the verses I’ve gone to. I’m a 2 Timothy 1:7 girl.
This past summer I had the opportunity to go on an out of state missions trip. It was the hardest thing I have ever done; it was the best thing I have ever done. I was really nervous, kinda scared, but God got me through it and I’m super glad I went! I also was able to go white water rafting for the first time ever. Needless to say, I was really nervous and super scared BUT LOOK. I AM STILL HERE. I SURVIVED. I also loved white water rafting. IT WAS SO AWESOME. Very adventurous. And I love a good adventure. (As you very well know)
I’m breaking out of the little comfort-zone I’d built, with a little help (pfft, a lot of help) from God. I’m trying new things (I’m even trying new foods that I always assumed I didn’t like. I LIKE SALMON. AND CAESAR SALAD. I surprise myself.) and I’m finding that the things I was super nervous and/or scared about trying…they’re actually not too bad. (Usually.) 😀
If it had been my own choice to go white water rafting, I might not have gone. (I went with people on the missions trip, and I couldn’t very well let them have all the fun without me, now could I? Plus it was already paid for.) I WAS SUPER SCARED, OKAY? Four of the people I went with asked me “Are you okay Emma?” But dude! Now I would totally go again! It was fantastic!
So I’ve never been skiing before. If I went, I wouldn’t know what to expect, other than snow and ski stick things and being attached to a pair of clumsy skis. (At least I’m assuming they’re clumsy. My Mii trips a lot while playing Wii Ski.) But I’m trusting God–and my friend who is so kind as to teach me how to do this–to be with me the whole time. Who knows! I might find I love skiing. Someday I might even become an Olympic skier. (What? A girl can dream.) Or I might just discover that I am either, A) really bad at skiing or, B) it’s not really my thing. But hey, at least I’d have tried! Plus, need I tell you, it’d be an adventure. And I love a good adventure.
You know what? I think I’ve just answered my own question. I’ve decided what I’m going to do. I, my friends, am going skiing. I don’t know when, but I am going to learn how to ski. After all, what’s the worst that could happen? (Please don’t answer that.) It’s going to be fun.
Wish me luck.
PS: HAPPY DECEMBER, TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY, MERRY CHRISTMAS!