I requested of my son that I be allowed to reprint his musing on life and bouldering. Climbing just a few feet off the ground with just a pad and spotter under you has its mental challenges; It also has some significant physical challenges, but so does life. Check out the insights my son has about the two:
Bouldering is like life:
The objective is to go up
The right way is never the easy way
And the easy way is never satisfactory
Those ahead have left marks of their effort
Every step forward is pain
And only the strong or resolved continue
Strength comes from trying
Every moment rushes towards fatigue
And hesitation only rushes towards failure
Often we try problems before we are strong enough
Every season brings us closer to that strength
And failure doesn’t mean, “Don’t come back later”
Singularity is dangerous and unwise
Always have friends to spot your progress
And wholeheartedly trust them to catch your fall
Maintain a positive attitude in the face of difficulty
Always encourage your friends on in their climbs
And cheer them whether they make it to the top or not
The last move at the top is most strenuous
Every fiber of your being strains at the mantle
And all your strength, balance, endurance, and skill is tested
The peak may be your goal
But the joy of companions is sweet
And the peaceful and beautiful view surpasses
Just Sayings
Posted in Cultural commentary, General, God Thoughts, Poem, Strength, tagged Cultural commentary, God Thoughts, Poems, Strength on February 5, 2009| 2 Comments »
Some old sayings recycled and rehashed for the
days we are in:
Desperate times require desperate measures
So the old saying goes
But are we willing to take the cure
Before we’re in the throes
If it were a snake beside the path
We’d all been bit for sure
But will we extract the poison there
So each one can be pure
Pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps
Cannot happen nor would
Since Eve was deceived, Adam rebelled
We can’t do what we should
Problem older than Methuselah
Recent as your last breath
If not rescued by the Redeemer
You have no hope but death
Right as rain, pure as the driven snow
Our sin gone by His blood
The Christ has made His beloved so
By grace’s abundant flood
Imitation’s th’best flattery
Be pleasing in His sight
Now we will and can live for Jesus
Evidence of His might
Oh, lost ones know that the gig is up
Unless you trust Him too
He died on the cross to rescue you
And give you life anew
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