HUNGRY, HUMBLE, AND HONEST

This is going to be a quick article to say hello and simply share a beautifully humble week that was more than four years of sobriety in the making.

What came to mind time and time again were those three words in the title. I was able to take my 22-year-old son to Breckenridge Resort to learn the fine sport of snowboarding. We were invited to join a long-time friend that I've known since we moved here 15 years ago, and I am forever thankful for the invite from a guy named Ghent. This was our first year and his thirteenth; every year for five days, he hosts this event where guys get together to board, ski, and have fun, all with top-shelf food and drink. I would also like to thank each and every one of his friends for inviting us into their family and making us feel right at home. They, too, were all top-shelf, and we will forever be grateful.

Hungry in the Lord to provide courage and strength. Humble in the Lord as He will lift us up, and honest in all ways at all times that I face, whatever the path. In Jesus' name.

The result was complete success and joy mixed with the challenge He led us through. I was not anxious about drinking or partaking in extracurriculars as my strength with Jesus leading the way was solid. I was very anxious about boarding, though, as everyone had differing opinions of my 58-year-old body attempting this sport. Overall I was pleased while also being disappointed and ultimately being truthful and knowing when to punt. I won't go into too many details, but I learned that snowboarding is a collision sport that will humble you and leave you wanting more of those moments of successful heel-edge-to-toe-edge transitions while surfing the mountain.

So after a full day of lessons with the kiddo and three others, I survived with optimism for tomorrow. We did lose one gentleman to a wrist injury, and I hope he is okay. The kiddo and I went at it again the next day, and I was forced to punt about halfway through as the falls began to take their toll. The multiple miniature car wrecks added up to a similar beating my 22-year-old body experienced when playing quarterback against Ohio State University 35 years ago. The kiddo continued his boarding days with the boys, and I went back to my go-to with skis, and the rest of the trip was a positive downhill experience with grace, humility, and joy.

The reason for sharing this experience is to give hope to all of us with an addiction, and that would be all of us. Through Christ, all things are possible if you stay hungry for the Lord and stay humble on your journey.

Until next time,

Be blessable and much love,

Larry