It was up, up and up.
I was going to give up. Honestly, it wasn't even suppose to be a hard climb. It wasn't hard at all. Oh, but it was long and the upward climb was tearing at my thigh muscles after the halfway to the lookout point mark. I was giving up anytime. Anytime, after 30 minutes of going up.
And Stephanie rescued me. She did. She said, "It's only a little while longer." "Come on up Grace." I told her I could feel my age. She was way in front, and I was panting and breathing loud. But she kept encouraging me. At some instances she would stop and wait for me to arrive where she was; at other instances she would walk beside and close to me; and at times she would be right up front and said, "You can do it."
What Stephie did reminds me of friends and how they can affect our relationship with God. You see, we need the right kind of friends if we want our walk with the Lord to grow. Different friends at different points on that journey upward. People who would give that extra push or encouragement for us to take another step forward, even if and when we take a breather. Friends who would rest with us on the stone on that mountain, waiting for us to come. Different people at different stages of our lives.
Without Stephie I wouldn't have made up to the lookout point as easily as I did. It was still hard, with my bad stamina and my relentless desire to stop going upward and start going downward, but I made it because Steph was right ahead, and she's done it so could I. I cannot imagine if I'd have gone conquering the mountain on my own. It would have been an utter fight of will and mind and strength!! Steel, not as easy as it sounds.
I love you Stephie, you taught me a big lesson there. It was a lovely lesson/revelation as YWAMers would say. =)
stepping up,
gracey
I was going to give up. Honestly, it wasn't even suppose to be a hard climb. It wasn't hard at all. Oh, but it was long and the upward climb was tearing at my thigh muscles after the halfway to the lookout point mark. I was giving up anytime. Anytime, after 30 minutes of going up.
And Stephanie rescued me. She did. She said, "It's only a little while longer." "Come on up Grace." I told her I could feel my age. She was way in front, and I was panting and breathing loud. But she kept encouraging me. At some instances she would stop and wait for me to arrive where she was; at other instances she would walk beside and close to me; and at times she would be right up front and said, "You can do it."
What Stephie did reminds me of friends and how they can affect our relationship with God. You see, we need the right kind of friends if we want our walk with the Lord to grow. Different friends at different points on that journey upward. People who would give that extra push or encouragement for us to take another step forward, even if and when we take a breather. Friends who would rest with us on the stone on that mountain, waiting for us to come. Different people at different stages of our lives.
Without Stephie I wouldn't have made up to the lookout point as easily as I did. It was still hard, with my bad stamina and my relentless desire to stop going upward and start going downward, but I made it because Steph was right ahead, and she's done it so could I. I cannot imagine if I'd have gone conquering the mountain on my own. It would have been an utter fight of will and mind and strength!! Steel, not as easy as it sounds.
I love you Stephie, you taught me a big lesson there. It was a lovely lesson/revelation as YWAMers would say. =)
stepping up,
gracey
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when are u comming bc the dumc miss u minying
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