Take the good with the bad

We headed up to Mammoth Mountain to ski this past weekend, and the snow was amazing. They got seven feet (yes feet) of snow while we were there. The problem: we couldn't see our own hands and feet! The winds were so strong and the snow so heavy that visibility was non existent.

I found myself grumbling as I skied on pure, heavenly snow because I couldn't see where in the world I was going. At times, we didn't know if we were even heading down hill or off towards a cliff! I began to think, as I have been known to do occasionally, about life. Why is it that we expect all the good things but don't want the bad? When it comes to fantastic powder, wicked storms are what bring the wonderful white stuff. Without the storm, we don't have the enjoyable skiing.

So, I tucked my head down, gritted my teeth and skied some incredible snow...for a while anyway. It was darn-right cold out. I accepted the good with the bad. Life is the same way, if we would only quit fighting it and accept it. And when we do get one of those drop-dead gorgeous, sunny and warm ski days with miraculous snow, we should sing praises of thanksgiving for it is truly a blessed gift!