Sunday, May 21, 2017

The Climber

As I strolled into the gym I saw a large mural-type photo on the wall. It was a birds-eye view of a women scaling a steep wall. She was looking up with assurance, intently into the lens of the the photographer. As she gripped the goads with her fingers, her toes were also found their place in the clefts, as she worked her way up the face of the rock. Beneath her, miles away, was the valley in the distance. Because of her altitude, the field below looked like a patchwork quilt, with blurred, undefined features. She had apparently climbed for miles and I bet did not want to look down!

It made me think of the ascending climb of the Believer. The path we take often leads up a steep incline too and one must look intently upwards as well to find the rungs and clefts, or the verses of scripture where the promises of God give us sure footing and the wise counsel of those that have traveled that way before, in order to scale the walls and mountains we will encounter on our journeys.

Most importantly we have to keep our eyes on our guide, Jesus Christ. Down below, our past, our sins and the valley left behind is not worth gazing back at either. It's actually dangerous to look down or look back for the reason that one could lose their footing and the grip so carefully acquired.

 Finally, as I kept looking at the photo I noticed something I had not seen before: a thin rope or line attached to her harness that was anchored from high above. Something or someone strong enough to keep her from falling was on the other end of that rope. Oh, praise the Lord; now that'll preach!

The LORD God is my strength— he will make my feet like those of a deer, equipping me to tread on my mountain heights. Habakkuk 3:19  

Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy,  Jude 1:24

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