Yesterday I had the opportunity to attempt a 16,000’ foot peak in Cotopaxi National Park in Ecuador with about 20 youth leaders from all over Latin America. It is freeing for me to admit that I reached my limit yesterday. In my pride I wish I could say that I had the energy and strength to bag that peak, but I didn’t. I couldn’t. You could stick a fork in me. I was baked.
Mark 2:1-17 give us a real life example of how four friends displayed a kind of mountain-moving faith on behalf of their paralyzed friend.
Hans was really a model of Simon of Cyrene to me that day… he literally pulled her up that face, carrying Suzanne’s burden with a confident and gracious smile.
As backcountry enthusiasts, guides, and spiritual leaders not only are we called to hone our awareness of outdoor dangers, but we are also in a position to help people learn lessons about spiritual realities from the wilderness terrain.
They didn’t expect to make it to the top alive, but the danger was not of a technical nature. They were on a combat mission on the front lines of the Pacific war of World War II.
Leadership skills and the art of following… If it hadn’t been for that delay we wouldn’t have experienced that stunning sunset-ascent of Eldorado Peak and I wouldn’t have gotten my all-time favorite summit pic.