I haven’t been skiing since I was a freshman in college at Northeast Missouri State University (Now Truman State). They used to have a ski resort there (which my feeble mind cannot remember the name at this point of my life) where they made artificial snow and had a small lodge and a few slopes. With the errant views of many of my more “liberal” friends, global warming has made this place obsolete today.

Colorado was absolutely beautiful. The mountains were beyond description. Our first day there was sunny, clear and about 40 degrees. A perfect day for skiing. Believe it or not, it was like riding a bike for me. I absolutely loved it!! For me it is a combination of water skiing and roller skating. If you have ever done either one of those before, you’re a good candidate for skiing. The first day started slow at first, but soon after I was shooting down the slopes with incredible speed (and sometimes not by my own choice!).

The second day brought colder temps and harrowing winds. They actually closed one of the lifts because it was too windy. By mid-day it was snowing…the wind and snow stung your face like a thousand tiny wasps burying themselves in your cheeks. It almost became unbearable, but most of us were not deterred by the elements. The second day also brought some different and more challenging slopes - including a few marked in the “black” or very difficult. I have to admit that the first time we hit a black slope was by accident - but fortunately we made it through. For you non-skiers out there here were the colors associated with the slopes at our resort:

* Green - easy
* Blue - medium
* Black - difficult
* Double Diamond - you must be an idiot if you try this

While we spent most of the time on the greens, we did manage to tackle quite a few blues and as I mentioned before, an occasional black. There’s something very challenging and daring about staring down the face of a mountain with no idea how you might get to the bottom. You try to go very slow - side to side - but at some point you have to make the decision to turn the skis downhill and go for it. WHAT A RUSH!! I don’t know how fast one goes on the side of a mountain, but my guess was in the 30-40 mph range, and if you haven’t experienced that before - PUT IT ON YOUR LIST OF THINGS TO DO BEFORE YOU CHECK OUT OF LIFE.

John Eldridge wrote a book called “Wild at Heart” that challenges men to go through some experience that will exhilarate the soul. This was one of those experiences for me. To be a barbarian, if not for just the moment, was a refreshing and fulfilling moment in my life that will not soon be forgotten. Standing at the top of a mountain over 8000 feet up and peering off the edge into an expanse of nature so glorious…I definitely felt a connection with God at that moment. A reminder that life should be enjoyed and breathed in…not a shallow breath that is fleeting and then gone, but a deep breath that takes so long to exhale you’re not sure if you’ll make it to the next breath. That’s what I felt at the top of that mountain. A fresh breath of life.

The challenge comes not from finding that moment on top of the mountain, but transferring that to the bottom of the mountain in every day life. How does one capture a “fresh breath” in a world consumed by the fast pace and shallow breaths of life? That’s the challenge. Not just your challenge or mine, but our challenge. To face the world through new eyes, taking time to breathe slowly, to capture the essence of that breath, and then exhale only to be consumed by the next. Have you checked your breathing lately?

I heard recently that stress is not something that is detrimental; it actually builds you up. But only if you allow time for recovery. It’s similar to exercising. Have you ever climbed up a set of stairs only to get to the top panting for the next breath? Through exercise you are able to build your capacity to process more oxygen and ultimately have more energy and recover from your exercise. The mountain was like that for me. I was trapped in a world where I could only run to the top of the stairs once, gasping for my next breath, my oxygen depleted. But I caught a glimpse of what life might be like if I “exercised” my mental being - full of energy - completely recovered. We forget that oftentimes our mind needs some exercise, some freedom, some recovery. Don’t get trapped in a “mind game” that breeds routine, uncalculated decisions, or mindless thoughts. IT’S TIME TO EXERCISE YOUR SOUL!!

This might look like a lot of things for you. For me it means reading again. Expanding my mind, exercising it if you will. Reading leads to new ideas, discussions, dreams, and so forth. It may have even lead to these posts today. Everyone needs an outlet to exercise their soul. What does that look like for you?

So I close this post today ready to “breathe” again. Ready to capture what God has put into my mind for this day and maybe the next if I’m lucky. Ready to experience exercise for my soul and to share this journey with my wife, my family, and any others that would play fancy to my ramblings once again. If life is ready, I’m ready to breathe.

The New Year has jumped in front of me like a bus you weren’t expecting. Here’s is a short list of some things that have happened in my life since my last post:

* Recovered from the preparation and execution of 4 Christmas Gatherings at Meadow Heights Church during the week prior to Christmas
* Experienced the joys of Christmas - Christmas Eve with my own family, traveled to Eldon for my wife’s family on Sunday, then on to Sedalia to spend Christmas with my own mom. Back to Fredericktown the next day.
* Short trip (and I mean short!) to Colorado for two days of skiing with my son and friends. A FANTASTIC EXPERIENCE!! We drove over night on a Sunday, went skiing all day Monday, staying in a lodge overnight, went skiing the next day and then packed up and drove overnight back to Missouri - a 16 hour marathon in a van!
* New Year’s Party with friends - the clock struck midnight way too soon!
* Recovered at work from the holidays - began planning for the New Year.
* Successfully manuevered the holidays with a college student at home. Took my daughter back to school this week as she prepared for her new semester - with lots of studying!!
* Began a new “Life Plan” with my wife that will hopefully engage our minds and tempt us into becoming intentional with our lives.
* Started our Life Group again this past Sunday - it was great to get together with friends again.
* Finally began reading again - Ordering Your Private World by MacDonald. I think I am finally ready for this book…and I need it.

What does the future hold next? Hopefully more posts…but only time will tell!

Two days before Christmas. Where has this year gone? I don’t know about you, but 2005 has seemed like a blur. Not that a lot hasn’t happened - it has. Maybe so much has happened that I can’t really remember it all. Memory is a funny thing. I heard a discussion the other day that the best memory recall is when you don’t have many distractions in life. No wonder I can’t remember a darn thing!! Remember this - remember that. Don’t forget the kids. Don’t forget to tell so and so about that. Maybe one of those voice activated recorders will help. Who knows.

So this week we have had four gatherings at Meadow Heights Church. We have had a lot of positive feedback about having our gatherings during the week and spending the weekend with family. And then we have had a few complaints about taking Jesus out of “Christmas Day” etc. I know the debate is starting to dwindle, or at least the last few days the topic has lost momentum. Christmas. Holiday. So much debate about a title instead of a lifestyle. Don’t even get me started on the true “birth date” of Jesus. We could go on and on. Who really cares what you call it?

I realized today (I know…it took me long enough) that I too have lost the true meaning of Christmas in my hustle and bustle. It hit me that I wouldn’t be living the life I have now without the grace and love of Jesus. Where would I be now without Him? I imagine a life of many accomplishments but no meaning. I imagine a life without many friends, possibly without a family. I imagine a life without the authentic and real relationships that I find myself surrounded by now. And I imagine a life without hope. No hope for today and no hope for tomorrow. I love the phrase a dear friend of mine uses to sign off on his blog each day (and of course he has no shortage of quaint phrases!!) - he says that “life is great…and I hope it is for all of you also.” I love that outlook in life. And that is the story I find myself in this Christmas. No matter how busy, no matter how many challenges or struggles, no matter what financial worries may be looming, I can truly say that “life is great” because of my relationship with Jesus. Let’s not forget why this life is truly great this Christmas (and yes, Holiday) season.

I just checked my blog for the first time in a while…actually I noticed I have posted since October. YIKES!! Besides Thanksgiving, I don’t recall many relational moments with anyone except my family. This leads to my question - “Where have all the people gone?”

Funny isn’t it? Sometimes from our own perspective we move around the world. We get so busy, so caught up in the moment that we seem to revolve around life. Think of it this way - are you on the merry-go-round sharing in the journey with everyone else? Or are you sitting and watching everyone else “go ’round?” Or maybe you’re too busy to notice anyone at all. That’s what life feels like to me sometimes.

I promised myself (and others!) that I would organize my life in such a way that I could actually breathe in the world around me. I have missed so many aromas of life that I’m afraid my sense of smell might fade away. Have you thought about how life would be if you woke up one morning only to find that they were putting you in the ground? Sure they had a lot of nice things to say, but ultimately there wasn’t a whole lot that you could remember about what they were saying because you were too busy to have a relationship with others. Does life feel like that for you sometimes?

I have always had a problem looking for the next accomplishment, the next conquest. I actually thought life was supposed to be “conquered” not lived. What kind of mentality is that? One of my mentors has a great saying…”success comes in ‘cans’, failures come in ‘cant’s’.” That’s a great philosophy to live by. But what if you can’t find your can?

So to close this post today, I am seriously taking a look at where I’ve been, but most importantly I need to look at where I am going, and even further yet…who’s going with me. One of my favorite authors, Erwin McManus, talks about how rhinos can’t see but a few feet in front of them. And a group of rhinos is appropriately named a “crash.” It’s great to attack life like a rhino - always forging the way for the next adventure. But I think I’ve been living life as a rhino for too long - I haven’t been able to see five feet in front of me, and like the rhino, I may be ready to “crash” at any moment.

I hope that more posts are to come, and possibly more frequently than every month!! Until the next adventure!!