Yesterday I climbed a mountain, not all the way, but pretty high up, almost to the glacier at its peak. Because there was a glacier at the top, water continually flows down the mountain. Most of the climb up was near a very fast-flowing stream. Past the tree line there were gorgeous meadows filled with wildflowers and berry bushes. Climbing up a mountain is hard, no doubt about it. Stamina and strength are both required, but most of all mental fortitude, because as one ascends, the task gets harder, and in order to get to the summit, concentration on the goal, rather than on the difficulties of getting there, is absolutely necessary. I realize that climbing a mountain is a lot like life, only condensed into a much smaller period of time. If we concentrate on the struggles of the path, and how tired our muscles and lungs are, we'll never summit. But if we keep looking up to the top, and remembering how amazing it will be to reach the summit, we will have the strength to go on, keep on climbing, and achieve whatever goal we have set for ourselves.
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