I am not a natural skier for all kinds of reasons. But the one that is most relevant is my need for control. On the slopes, I quickly realized that I preferred to go slow and remain in control as much as possible. The problem is, that doesn’t work. Slow skiing, so I was told, is actually harder than going fast. I needed to let myself go, at least a little bit. But I couldn’t do it, not really.
I will never be a good skier, and that is OK. But skiing is a pretty good metaphor for life, particularly as we face the new year. If we spend our energy protecting ourselves, maintaining our own control at all times, refusing to take a chance, we will likely miss out on the best things in life. More to the point, we will almost certainly miss out on some of what God calls us to do.
I do not know what the new year holds for me and my family. I do not know what it holds for Saint David’s. But I am pretty sure that it will include some surprises, some challenges, some situations that call me out of my comfort zone. In those moments, I have to be willing to lean in, to face the challenge, to trust that God will get me through.
And, to continue the metaphor, I will almost certainly fall down a few times. But that is OK. Trying and falling is more fun—and more faithful—than refusing even to try.
All that is to say, I hope to live in the new year better than I skied last week. I hope I can let go of my need for control enough that I can truly enter into the adventure with God that awaits me and all of us.