Mountain climbing - Sarah price

Recently I read an article by someone who had climbed Mount Everest. Some things struck me about their journey.

They encountered someone struggling on their way - they did what they could to help, but supplies were to a point where they could not give anymore, without jeopardising their own safety. At which point they shouted to the person, 'Fight for your life, fight for your life!' I was relieved to read they had made it back down the mountain again to safety!

I'm learning that there are times when I can lean on others, the journey feels too hard, and I have no strength to hold my arms up. I'm thankful for the people in my life who have held my arms up when I had nothing more to give. There has also come a time, where I needed to dig deep myself, to persevere, to seek God, like I've never seeked him before, and to literally, fight for my life.

More and more I'm being challenged that it's what I do with what God has given me that matters, it is the moments of intimacy with Him that count, not necessarily the public, Sunday morning me.

Every step towards Him is a step towards the fullness of life He has promised, and will fulfil in my life. Each wrong step or distraction, is an opportunity to stop, take stock and adjust course again, back to the goal ahead. I do not need to linger in the place where I put a wrong footing, but simply adjust course and keep climbing and keep fighting.

I'm so thankful to God that He is the one teaching me and guiding me through it all, and that my climb is never done alone, even at times when there is seemingly no other people in sight.

Here is song for you today!