I was at Red River Gorge over the weekend. I had never been there before. We hiked for endless hours on Sat and Sun. On Sunday, we were headed towards a rock with a split in it, was all that I knew. I had no idea that the bottom of the rock was about 10 feet from the edge of a cliff. This would have been where you would reach your leg up to get onto this rock, that was about half as tall as me.
My friend had it in his head that my other girlfriend and I would be totally fine climbing it. Normally, I am up for a good challenge, and it is hard to get me to back out of one. I was not sure if this was a time to face the fear of falling, or if this was an unwise move all together. As we sat there on the other rocks deciding whether we were going to climb it or not, I prayed to God to tell me what to do. I felt as if it was not a wise move because there was no one else climbing this rock, my legs were already spent from all of the hiking that we had done all weekend, and this was my first time hiking like that. I did not feel it would be a wise choice. Now that I had made this decision, I began to wonder what the alternative route was going to look like. We had already climbed some very big rocks, in some very tight squeezes, to get to this rock in the first place. I began to pray Lord, please make a safe way for us. As we ventured around the front side of this mess of rocks, there were, wooden and steel steps with rails. how they got them all the way up there, and built them around all those drop off points, WOW! He had mentioned they were not there the last time that he came. Even though my legs were aching, I was never happier to see those staircases from Heaven. Thanks God for making a way for me! He will always make a way out for us if we call to Him.
We got to the bottom all of us still in one piece. That was a miracle in itself.
Me on a safe rock, LOL:
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