Wednesday, August 19, 2009
The High Places
While we were camping recently, our friend suggested that we visit this cool rock formation.
Not only did we visit it--we scaled it, accompanied by our six-year-olds and our dogs.
We didn't go up that sheer rock wall in the above photo, but we had to navigate this ridge in the photo to the right.
I won't lie. I was nervous--very nervous--as we crossed steep and slippery rock faces. I straddled the ledge below my daughter and her friend so that if they slipped, they would fall into me rather than over the edge. I hoped my dog wouldn't pull me off balance and send me shrieking onto the rocks below.
Had I not been with my friends, I never would have done this.
But I'm glad we did.
When we were finally safe on solid ground, I experienced the thrill of accomplishing something I actually did not know we could do. My friend's assumption that we could do it was nerve-wracking and even a little infuriating, but he was right.
That's what friends are for. To push you to be better and go farther than you think you can go. Friends who never push you or pull you along to a higher place aren't good for you.
Snow definitely pulls me along, but I'm thankful for my friends who are a little less literal about it.