When you reach the end of the hike, it opens up into a view of 2 beautiful lakes surrounded by walls of mountain rock....a favorite place for the avid mountain climber.
(The REAL mountain climbers.)
As I watched this guy make his way up the face of this particular side, it struck me as to how we all seem to be climbing.
Climbing up, climbing over, climbing across, climbing in....but we all seem to be on an adventure of a climb.
I guess it doesn't matter where you climb- so long as when you get to the end of the climb, you can be proud of what you accomplished.
And even more importantly...proud of the way that you handled the climb to wherever it is you wanted to be...
I hope to look back and see that I climbed with grace.
At the moment grace is lacking.
Think I need to step back and reassess the climb I am on.
For if we don't climb with honor, sincerity, a purpose...what good is the climb?
It is merely a climb..... to no where.