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Oh can you feel the wind in your hair!

It's all so white and great when you can balance on your skiis .When you fall it doesn't hurt but freezes cold.

Oh yeah i feel the wind in my hair before the snow on my face.

It was fun being the only guys from the tropics in this skiing center.I felt like writing a poster on my back the first day.If i fall don't laugh i wasn't born with skiis like you.In Kenya we run marathon and jump steeple chase.

On the snow i guess isaac would say we are at the shallow edge of the gene pool.

Oh but it's lovely when you can cruise at a high speed knowing when you crash you will land on some soft white snow!

The leaves loose its summer green and it's covered by a funerial brown.As  the leaves drop one by one the irregularities and defects of the tree are exposed.

They have been there of course but now they are being exposed.It becomes denuded and desolate i can see its real condition.

Winter preserves  and strengthens a tree Rather than expending its strength on the exterior surface,its sap is forced deeper and deeper in the interior depth.

In winter a tougher more resilient life is established.it is necessarily for the tree to survive and flourish.

 Often we hide our true conditon with our surface virtues full of activity, but once the leaves of our frantic pace drops away,the transforming power of a wintry spirituality can have effect.

To the outward eye everything looks barren and unsightly.Our many defects,flaws,weaknesses and imperfections stand out in bold relief.

But only the outward virtues have collapsed;the principle of virtue is actually being strengthened.The soul venturing forth into the interior.Real solid,enduring virtues begin to develop deep within.

Pure love is being birthed.

Sometimes this happens when one is at home and a lot more in missions.During these times when you are not in control of things our character comes out and is being molded.It's okey we get angry at things and then God fixes that.

Our vulnerability is exposed so hard to our shock.I thought i was strong what happened Overconfidence and relying on oneself is fixed right then.Thank God for the classical dark nights of the soul.Their is light at the end of the tunnel.

God is so much fixated on who i am and what i become that what i do!

Have a lovely day.

Simon

These are reflections from Richard Fosters book on prayer.

  my birth day.If hear some one planning  that run away because it is very cold.I got blue.Courtesy to Isaac  i had so much  fun i like snow!

 

When you  dare to dream and to hope you become vulnerable.Thats the only way.

Tone(Hald Principal) 

WINTER

I come from the slope of mt Kenya

It lies on the equator in the tropics.

Early in the morning i see some white stuff

Hanging like loose cotton on top

It is far and high so i have never gone to check it out.

legends say you can freeze to death only tourists go there 

I have a winter story though am from the tropics

its cold and biting cold,

Your toes hurt if you wear thin socks

the trees are bare,no leaves

just dark and black

Night hurries up b4 its time

Am so fascinated when it snows oh i love slud

I momentarily forget the cold

 

i lay down to take pictures and play

snowball fighting has no equal

skiing and skating is a little toture

Kids can embarass you on the fields

Snow is so amazingly white

i can't stop looking at it

nothing is so pure,

It covers all the gloom and the blackness

It is so much life on the snow

Now i know why they say your sins will be washed as white as snow.