Downhill Racer

My friend Steve does a great job of running Hismen AM at Dayspring church here in Sydney. We meet early one morning each week to pray, seek God’s direction and support one another. Steve had a vision, his first I believe. It was of a down hill skier. The man gathered speed and as he approached the end of his run realized it was in fact a ski jump which launched him to higher levels of life and experience than he had previously known. That word I believe is prophetic for so many as they entrust themselves to God and His Holy Spirit.

A few years back I saw a play in Sydney called ART by Yasmina Reza starring David Wenham and Tom Conti. It tells the story of a man, Serge, who bought a painting. It was a 4×5 ft. canvas of a white field . . . no detail just a white field. He invited his friends to view his painting. They were at first surprised then critical and could see no value in his investment. At the end of the play Serge takes a felt tip pen and hands it to his friend Marc. With some trepidation Marc approaches the canvas. He draws a diagonal line from the top left hand corner to the bottom right. On that line he draws a little skier with a wooly hat.

In the final scene Marc approaches the front of the stage.
Marc: Under the white clouds the snow is falling
A solitary man slides downhill on his skis
The snow is falling.
It falls until the man disappears into the landscape.
My friend Serge, one of my oldest friends, has bought a painting. It’s a canvas about five foot by four.
It represents a man who moves across a space and disappears.

Sadly there are so many such men and women who ski alone . They appear for a short while, then disappear.

Steve’s vision provides I believe the best possible solution.