without a moment’s hesitation i knew we were climbing.
i place my hands on the cool rugged surface of the rock and find the first foothold. unsure of my next step i brace for a fall. but a push comes from below and a hand from above and i climb atop the natural stone bridge. the massive rock structure spans a raging glacial river, icy cold water pouring from an impassioned waterfall high above the treeline in the canadian rockies. 360 degrees of awe inspiring, breath-taking vistas.
silent we stand in the stunning wonder of the wide open world. places unmarked by man, vestiges left solely to the hand of an awesome creator God.
arms open, hands reaching, silent surrender.
perspective pours down, falling on us like a drenching rain. the vastness of creation juxtaposed against the smallness of self. slowly we turn taking in each view. far and wide and high and low, wonder. water rushes so forcefully i catch my breath. swirling, whirling, dangerously ice cold. and awe-inspiring, beautifully heart-warmingly simple.
how a trickle becomes a stream, becomes a wild gushing river.
the awesome power of time, married with determination and dedication to steadily moving forward. how water carves out caves and caverns, and tunnels of wild, raging rivers.
you have a dream, don’t you? the place your mind goes in stolen moments and you lose track of time. but you’ve tried and you’ve failed and now you think you can’t chase that dream anymore. it’s not worth your time. it’s not for you. not now. not yet. but you’re wrong……
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