There is this hill called Dreaded (with a name like that, enough said) on a trail we run on the weekends.
It is HARD although each week that we do it, it gets a tiny bit easier, okay, not easier...maybe I just climb it better BUT again each week that we do it, about 5 minutes into the hill I ask myself "why am I doing this??" yet I keep going back.
In order for me to get to the top of Dreaded I cannot talk, I HAVE to be aware of the surroundings (ut um...wildlife) , get into my zone, be brave and focus NOT on the top, but on the path right in front of me. Then I blast my IPOD and talk to GOD. It is exactly how I got through a marathon, exactly how I run, exactly how I get through Dreaded and always how I get through the day.
Just like in regular ol' everyday life, there is nothing easy about Dreaded, but you have to keep going, be aware, be focused, pray for perseverance, pray for NO wildlife, and just get to the top because when you do, it is all worth the struggle, the lack of breath and the sweat.
It is beautiful, amazing, breathtaking and totally worth the fight to get up there. I would take a picture to show you but there is no way in "H-E-double hockey sticks" that I am going to haul a camera up there...
I did however take a picture of the treasure that I found on Dreaded this past Sunday and I put it right on the table by our front door.
It is a reminder to love (it is a heart, duh!), to keep going (because you can't stop), that things are tough and won't ever be perfect (it has broken edges) and that HE is always right there (the Rock).
With all your heart you must trust the LORD and not your own judgment. Always let him lead you,and he will clear the road for you to follow. Proverbs 3:5-6 (CEV)