Day Eleven

I marvel at how the outer experience of this journey mirrors the inner one I’ve been living for quite some time. A few days ago, I was wishing for less extremes- just give me a temperate day! But, I was rightly reminded that even the weather mirrored the extremes of this last year. Just as I was nearly blown over by winds last week, the winds of change in my life have not been gentle breezes. They have felt more like a violent torrent, much like the actual winds upon that mountain. (Thank you Mike Pounds for seeing and naming this in my video.) But by grace, they have not knocked me down.

Right now, every single step hurts. And yet…

I am absolutely and utterly sustained. I’m sustained by the breathtaking beauty and the constantly changing landscapes. I am sustained by the plethora of people back home cheering me on and holding me up with their prayers. I am sustained by the real presence of Christ who travels with me and moves into the deepest places of my being with His very spirit. I am sustained.

Like Jacob of old, who grabbed hold of God and wrestled until he received a blessing, I am pressing on. I will finish because He did not bring me here to stop halfway through a transformative journey. I will take hold of Christ and all He wants to do in me. I am not leaving until He does that work, a work I already feel.