Tamara's Journeys

Journeys as great as the destinations.

Monday in Nevada

December 22nd, 2014

Today was an absolutely gorgeous winter day, and my day for adventure, so I drove to Squaw Valley, California. Located west of Lake Tahoe in the Sierra Nevada, Squaw Valley is one of the largest ski areas in the United States, and was host site of the 1960 Winter Olympic Games. www.squawalpine.com

Squaw Valley is a special place alone, but the Village at Squaw Valley is quaint and full of Christmas magic. It’s small enough to walk through and captures a European feel that I appreciated.

The village resort shuttles skiers up the mountain face to High Camp via an aerial tram which rises 2,000 ft. At High Camp, tourists have access to the facilities of Squaw Valley, including a pool, roller skating, dining, shopping, and high-altitude disk golf. Unfortunately, the pool and ice skating weren’t open for business along with dog sledding. The concierge sited lack of snow as the problem, therefore I may have to make another trip to try it.

Not that I would mind. The village has many fun shops and restaurants to stroll through. I popped into Soupa to warm up with a cup of slow-cooked sausage soup. They also offered hearty looking sandwiches that looked inviting. After walking around a bit to work off my soup, I stopped by Wildflour Bakery, located in the Olympic House, for a special cup of Scharffen Berger’s hot chocolate. It was divine.

You will notice some of the photos have a reflection. That was because they were taken from the aerial tram, however I kept them because I felt they offer breathtaking views of the Sierra Mountain range and really capture what a beautiful day it was.

May it inspire you to take an adventure into a Winter Wonderland! See photos at: http://emiling.com/photos/squaw-valley

Christmas: Jesus

December 22nd, 2014

She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because He will save His people from their sins. Matthew 1:21

Sometimes a name is just a name, and other times the name captures someone perfectly. Long ago people would choose names carefully, so to make a lifelong statement about a person’s identity. The name “Jesus” is familiar to us today, so much so one could easily forget it was a name with extraordinary significance. The name an angel announced should be given to Mary’s unborn child. And it means, “the Lord saves.” Yes, He does!

None of us can claim that power. We needed a savior to save us from the tyranny and guilt of sin. Bethlehem was the beginning of God’s mission. We don’t need to wait until Good Friday or Easter to celebrate. Our saving began at Jesus’ birth.

Mary and Joseph probably didn’t understand all of this, of course. However, they were obedient and named the newborn Jesus, The Lord Saves. But how and when the Lord would save them was still a mystery to them. Not for us. This side of the crucifixion and resurrection, we know the extent of our Saviors love for us.

Merry Christmas everyone!

 

 

 

 

Tamara's Journeys

Journeys as great as the destinations.