“From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” – Psalm 61:2
I picture a hiking trail, the beginning of which winds through a thick forest of trees. The canopy of foliage makes the pathway dark and shadowy… until I reach the heights, the rock on the top of the mountain that allows me to see above the trees. The most beautiful view over the darkness.
The hike is wearing on me. I often lose my footing as I climb. Take my hand, Lord. Lead me to the place where I see how this ends. Lead me to you, my Rock, my Solid Ground. Should I faint, carry me onward to the Light.
My strength fails. I wish to lie down and sleep, waking to the face of Jesus. But you, Lord. You are with me even now. You give me green pastures in which to rest. You give me still waters from which to drink. You restore my soul. As I walk through the valley of shadows, you walk with me. Your goodness and your love are my company. (Psalm 23).
And the little rays if Heaven shining through the trees sustain me. They offer me a glimpse of what is to come. Your beauty gives me strength to keep walking, sometimes crawling, sometimes just holding on for dear life to the hands of those you send to drag me up the mountain. Your warmth on my face gives me hope.
And one day…one blessed day, I will reach the top. The highest mountain with the most beautiful view. I will stretch out my arms in jubilation, soaking in your brilliance. I will no longer see the shadows for the Light of your face. I will reach my Rock and I will be home.
But until then, Lord, I climb.