Climb To The Top (Part 3)
At home later that day – I was hurting really badly. Not just from the cuts but muscles that had not been used in that manner before were starting to complain. Not to mention parts of me that I fell on were now nicely bruising and as a result hurting a tad.
Yet as I looked from my home I could see the peak of Mount Flinders and I knew that I had been at the top that day.
Stories of others who turned back had been told to me but I had made it.
However I knew there was only one reason and one reason alone I had made it. Two mates had been there for me. We were a team. The team had made it. They believed in me, supported me, encouraged me and cared enough to slow down their assent and descent so we could all make the climb up and back.
Had I been alone I would have turned back.
Had I been with strangers they may have left me.
But not Daniel and Kim – the two strong supported the weak.
Life must be done this way. When due to the falls in life sometimes it is good to have great friends to encourage you but also a good team that carried you when you can’t make it alone for a season.
A team that is prepared to go back for you, slow down for you, understand your situation, feel your pain, know your heart and be committed to you anyway even if it means a sacrifice for them.
A team of friends
A team of family
I reached the top of Mount Flinders that day but I learnt a lot about myself, two great friends and a little about life’s journey as well.
Yep – when I look at the peak I remember a good day!
