Sunday, during our church's annual Memorial Day cookout at Pinnacle Park, my friend...er...MOTHER Adara and I decided to climb Pinnacle Mt without our shoes! :D I mean we ARE true Arkansans, right? :)
Well, getting to the summit takes about 45 minutes to an hour, and we weren't in any particular hurry so we took our time, just enjoying God's creation-the grass, the flowers, the trees, and of course the rain!
Ah..nothing like climbing Pinnacle barefoot with your mom! :P
About two thirds of the way to the top, we met our brothers- Stephen (mine) and Tristan (Adara's) and another friend, Gene who were coming down the mountain. All three of them, being big brothers followed their big brother instincts and began escorting us to the summit.
However, when we were almost there I began to tire. Breathing at that altitude is not at all easy, and when you combine that with a girl who has not had a decent exercise routine, you get someone who is out of breath and on the verge of nausea.
I couldn't do this in my own strength. I needed God's grace to help me persevere. I needed Him to help me keep on keeping on, even when it got hard!
And help me He did, all the way up :)
So we got to the summit, and all I could say was "WOW!"
We were surrounded by fog, and at this point it was still raining. But I was simply amazed.
Sure, the last part of the climb was not all that easy, but boy was it worth it!
And once again we were in no particular hurry so the five of us just sat down on the rocks and chatted for awhile.
Of course then, we decided later on that we needed to go back down, figuring that we'd been missed.
All of us were soaked when we came down the mountain needless to say. The Holy Spirit must've known that we would need towels, because that was what Tristan and I got from Mrs. Amanda!
LOL He really is the God who sees!