Sunday, December 12, 2021
Sunday Reflection: Face first
Friday delivered about a foot of snow here-- a record for that date. It's about time, too; Minnesotans don't trust a December without snow on the ground.
That meant, of course, that Saturday was the first ski day of the year. The sky was clear, the snow was fresh, and soon I was gliding along happily. Until, in a moment, I wasn't.
My fall wasn't graceful. I tumbled forward and landed face-first. It was like getting hit with a huge snowball. It felt stupid, of course-- who falls nordic skiing?-- but kind of funny, too. I haven't fallen in years, and then, wearing new skis and boots, boom!
But I got up. The sun was still shining. People kindly offered to help and asked if I was ok. And I found the tracks again, moved my feet and my poles, and found that rhythm again.
It was about damn time I fell. Balance, real balance, requires it.
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"Man falls while skiing in park" isn't headline material. "People stop to help and ask the fallen man if he is O.K." should be.
Too often we have to see a man fall before we think about offering some help. This year, thanks to ever present videos, we witnessed George Floyd's killing, famines, wildfires and yesterday's deadly tornadoes and rose to offer help.
We are also surrounded by those who are struggling to just get back on their feet. Sometimes we can help. That is the message of Christmas, to see the need not the fall.
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Too often we have to see a man fall before we think about offering some help. This year, thanks to ever present videos, we witnessed George Floyd's killing, famines, wildfires and yesterday's deadly tornadoes and rose to offer help.
We are also surrounded by those who are struggling to just get back on their feet. Sometimes we can help. That is the message of Christmas, to see the need not the fall.
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