An avid rock climber while I was living in Colorado, I found many connections between the challenging rock I was climbing up and the more figurative boulders I was facing down below.
Rock climbing is all about adjusting, anticipating change. One moment you’ve got a firm hold on steady rock, and the next you’re holding onto a tiny pebble by your fingertips. How often do our lives change in a similar seemingly split second?
To be a good rock climber, you must live in the present: to focus only on the next six feet above your hands and the very texture in front of your eyes. Shift your attention above or below you, and any sense of stability is lost. How often do we look back or ahead and fail to see the scene right in front of us?
On trickier climbs, there were some points that appeared impassable. No proper holds to find, too tired, too scared to push on, I’d yell “take”—the cue to my climbing partner below to tighten the rope and let me hang for a while. Leaning on the support, inevitably, new perspective would come, a solution found, and the climb would begin again. How often do we allow ourselves to rest, to rely on the support of others, for a chance to gain a new view?
God always has a hold on your rope, and he’s just waiting for you to say “take.” Rely on his support, and no matter how big the mountain you face, God will give you the strength and solutions to keep climbing on.