Can you remember the last time you climbed a tree?
Think about it, you reached up, and got a hand hold,
then you secured your other hand, and steped up a little on the trunk,
and then begins the dance...
you know it, the upside down,
hook a leg around a branch,
and try to really get a handle on things.
Ever feel like that with a difficulty? That your start off slow
and end up upside down? I'm there right now.
Hanging, and my arms are getting a bit tired.
I know that eventually I'll be upright again,
but even then there are always those times
when the only good foot hold is a quarter inch joke of a limb.
You know you have to put your foot so close to the trunk your touching it.
But as I sit here hanging, I know that life is better when I'm in the tree.
When I'm actually going for the top.
When I was in middle school we found this horrible little walnut tree,
it was growing in an awkward little patch of trees between a road
and a local bike path. We originally just stayed at the bottom and
threw things at innocent passersby, but it was a really hard tree to climb
its branches were just over my own body's length apart for the
entire bottom half of the climb.
I tried to get down, but it was harder to go down than up.
I mean gravity could have stepped in, but it was an internal struggle,
So I kept climbing, and I eventually got so close to the top that
the tree was bending under my weight.
Once I was there I realized something that has stuck with me
It only gets easier from there.
"for it is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose." -Philippians 2:13