Sunday, July 8, 2007

Well “10-day” has come and gone, and as usual 7 days in the mountains has too many stories to count. Notable events include more snow than expected from the winter (which will make route finding interesting this year). You would think at the end of June that the weather would be mild and warm, but no. Five out of the seven days we had sub-freezing temperatures and a total snow fall of about a foot and a half (all very unique occurrences). Despite the abnormal snow levels we still found a crevasse to jump into and play with. For those of you, who are curious what one looks like, don’t worry. I got it all on video. What can I say…I am my father’s son. Surprisingly my back gave me barely any grief. (I tweaked it moving rocks in the water fall) and the biggest struggle this time around was simply cold feet (also a common direction this week among the guides.)

I have a feeling that this summer will be a challenge of endurance. I had mentally closed last summer as being all done with the trips, and now realizing that week 1 has yet to start. I can only see a long road ahead. And this really bugs me. Logically I know the summer will be over before I realize it and as such I should live each day with almost a sacred reverence. For whether in base camp or the mountains, I am doing something that many people only wish they could do. Regardless, my desire for temporary comfort and free time has a strong hold on my life. So once again, I find myself having to stop and realize that these trips and this summer is God’s. I say this for a specific reason. I sat at 5000 feet and watched one of the grandest displays of the dance between sun and clouds that you could imagine. But this scene was a familiar one and as such, the awe that I desired was, in a way, absent. I hoped that by going to the heights I would be able to see God. But no dice. I felt nothing. The thing that can draw you closest to God can easily become a substitute for God and then lose all meaning. This summer will be a fight against going through motions, for if this summer is just about me climbing mountains and seeing amazing sight, then it will be a lost summer.

3 comments:

justcallmemom said...

the simple fact that you recognize the struggle, ben, means the summer will most certainly not be lost. a different struggle than last year, perhaps, but God uses them all, and in the end, you will have seen Him. i'm sure of it. blessings and hang in there ~ He will surprise you! dianne bratz :-)

Nate said...

Ben, don't eat the yellow snow!

will said...

This excerpt from 1 Kings 19 came to me. When I read about your concern. Definitely a very legitimate concern and I agree with justcallmemom.

And the word of the LORD came to him: "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

10 He replied, "I have been very zealous for the LORD God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected your covenant, broken down your altars, and put your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too."

11 The LORD said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by."
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.
Then a voice said to him, "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

Will