I’ve stood on a battlefield, staring down a roaring lion, glimpsing the mountains in the background. I’ve stood in that moment and realized that there’s a fight to be had and a long trek ahead.
And that’s before I even opened my eyes to turn off the agitating alarm telling me to begin the day. Continue reading “lions to fight and mountains to climb”
A year ago, I was in Anchorage, Alaska with a group of amazing people, serving Jesus. When you’re surrounded by mountains as rugged as those in Alaska, what can you help but do during free time but go and hike some? The group I was with made it to the top of Flattop Mountain outside of Anchorage; 3,510 high mountain, about 1,280 vertical feet from where we started. Continue reading “The Joy of the Climb”