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Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

9/22/2017

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My good friend Kelley has a goal. After struggling with a few health issues, she realized that, for her, exercise was much more enjoyable when she spent time outdoors than anything she could do inside, so she decided to try hiking. She started by simply walking through the beautiful nature trails around her home. Then she began trekking on the trails within the Adirondack Mountains. Before she knew it she was hooked and began researching her way to complete her goal of climbing as many Adirondack Mountains possible.

I began following her journey when she started sharing pictures on social media of herself standing on the top of each mountain, or Fire Tower, she had climbed. There she would be - covered in sweat but clothed with a radiant smile and a gorgeous view behind her. It seemed every week she had embarked on a new adventure and was able to cross one more mountain off her bucket list.  After a few months she set a goal for herself to become part of The Saranac Lake 6er Club. It’s a club for those who complete the Adirondack Peaks of McKenzie Mt., Ampersand Mt., Scarface Mt., Haystack Mt., St. Regis Mt., and Mt. Baker. When you complete your sixth mountain climb you share your accomplishment by the ringing of “The 6er Bell” which hangs in downtown Saranac Lake and your name is added to an ever-growing member roster. Kelley rang that bell to the cheers of many almost one year to the day she took her first climb. She’d done such a great job of making hiking look fun and easy, I began to have a hankering to tackle a mountain myself. So, I mentioned to her one day that I’d love to join her when our schedules allowed that to happen.

Letting her know I was interested seemed easy enough. I was interested, after all. After several failed scheduling attempts she called one day to let me know she was heading out on a hike around Nick’s Lake in Old Forge. She said this hike would be great for a beginner, which I was. I finally had no reason to say, "I can't," or "It's not going to work for me." "Yes!” I said. Then she gave me the details … and just like that apprehension replaced excitement. I suddenly liked it better when my commitment level was simply the words of interest I’d spoken. On one hand it looked rewarding and fun, yet on the other hand it now sounded challenging, and her schedule was going to require a change in my morning routine.

While I am an early riser, my mornings usually begin with a cup of hot tea and quiet time in prayer. After years of providing daycare and now as a stay-at-home Mimi, quiet time before the busyness of the day is a must-have for me. However, meeting Kelley for a hike would require my leaving the house by 7 a.m. for the nearly two-hour drive to meet her. As the day approached I felt panicked hesitation growing within me for the commitment I’d made. It had been so easy to say I wanted to join her – at the time. But now I began to regret my “yes” answer as I realized not only would my morning routine be disrupted, I would be completely out of my comfort zone and challenged physically beyond what I had been in a very long time. This isn’t going to end well I thought. Would I be able to do this?

The evening before our excursion I felt conflicted as I dug through closets in search of a backpack. Of course, the only item close to a backpack was an old bag with a drawstring attached; there would be no guessing who the newbie was on this hike. How disappointed would Kelley be if I cancelled due to the fact I didn’t have a stylish backpack? Was that reason enough for excusing myself until a time when I was braver? My husband didn’t think it was. And so, going through the list of important items Kelley recommended I bring, I began loading them into the bag. “Whatever you do, don’t forget the bug spray. You’re going to want that!” She told me. “Great” I thought. The next morning I gathered my things—as well as my courage—and took off for the Adirondack Mountains to meet my friend and my new experience.

Deep down I had a feeling I would be rejoicing after our time together that day; and I was. I still am. Taking those initial steps on my first-ever-five-mile hike through the woods within the Adirondack Park was hard. My legs weren’t quite ready for the stepping, lifting, and bending that were required of them. Likewise, my arms weren’t ready for the reaching and pulling they were forced to participate in either. But I did it, and boy did it feel great to know I hadn’t been stopped by the fear of leaving my comfort zone. It all came down to making a sacrifice intent on doing something new and different. I can get so caught up in the safety found in my routine.
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One of my favorite moments of the day was driving along the winding roads to Old Forge and having the beautiful Adirondack Mountains come into view. I felt such a sense of awe come over me and I found myself pondering these words that drifted through my thoughts. If you want to climb a mountain, you must go to the mountain. Well, didn’t that make perfect sense? Achieving any desire requires putting forth the necessary effort to make it happen. Whether facing a mountain of fear and insecurity, or debt and unpaid bills, the only sure way to fulfill the desire is to go and begin the hike. I had almost skipped out on the entire day because of my fear of the unknown. If I had stayed home that day, allowing myself to remain in the rut of routine, I might never have discovered my love for hiking.

My birthday gift from my husband that year was a pair of hiking boots, which not only have I worn for many more hikes with my friend Kelley, but several hikes with my husband too. We were able to hike a few mountains in Colorado in the fall of 2016 as well as enjoying our journey up Black Bear Mountain in the Adirondack’s with our daughter and her family. It’s quite entertaining—and a little unnerving—to hike with the grandchildren but it’s become an adventure I plan to continue taking.
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Oh joy! Kelley just informed me of the Lake George challenge. After a long winter’s rest, I guess it’s time to dust off my hiking boots. John Muir said, “the mountains are calling and I must go.” It’s time to leave the comfort zone.
 


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Steadfast in Hope

9/6/2017

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I’ve been thinking about writing a post on hope since March. Yes, that is correct, March. It is now September. I decided long ago I would title the post, Steadfast in Hope, because my word of 2017 has been steadfast. It seemed appropriate since I’ve been working to be steadfast: firm in belief, determination and adherence, throughout these months of 2017. (It took me six months to complete this, how's that for remaining steadfast?) Steadfast hope is like an anchor to me: while the boat may rock with the waves, it’s not going anywhere. (Just like this post) So, pressing on with determination - I finally post this article, Steadfast in Hope. 
 
After doing a word study, I discovered the word hope in the Scriptures, comes from the Hebrew word, tiqvah, and literally means, cord or rope, as an attachment. So, hope is the rope that attaches us to that which we desire with expectation of fulfillment (Merriam-webster.com). Maybe that’s why I struggle to cling to the rope of hope when life becomes messy. I’ve been attaching the rope to the wrong thing.
 
I’m not joking when I say there have been moments I’ve found my hands slipping from the rope of hope. I mean, seriously: spending five-minutes listening to the news, reading through social media or simply standing in the line at the store can cause the most hope-filled soul to lose their grip. Maybe that’s why I’ve been hesitant to put my thoughts onto paper; if I write them and proclaim ways to remain steadfast in hope does this mean I’m never allowed doubt or question again? I suppose that just seems silly. Who among us is free from ever doubting or offering up a question or two when hope clashes with what’s happening around us?
 
Solomon was incredibly wise when he warned us that, “Hope deferred makes the heart sick” (Proverbs 13:12, NLT). Deferred as in withheld. I probably could be the poster child for this verse. Deferred payments on that loan might be convenient but when it comes to my hope being deferred, well, my grip slips. I know I shouldn’t attach my rope of hope to people – they have a way of disappointing and letting down, myself included. I also shouldn’t attach the rope to circumstances because just when I think I’ve got life figured out, change occurs. And goodness, attaching the rope to a president, the world, or religious leader leaves a sickness in my heart I can’t even describe when I perceive failure… of any kind. It’s just heartrending. I get it. I understand completely how easily the heart is bruised when hope is deferred. Maybe this is where I need to place a knot on the rope of hope and hold onto Romans 5:5 which says, “hope does not disappoint, because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who has been given to us” (MEV). Hope does not disappoint – when we’ve attached the rope of hope to the heart of Who God is.
 
It’s taken me many years to understand the connection between attaching my hope to friends, circumstance, or world and religious leaders, and the downcast heart that arises and seeks to overtake me when all I’ve hoped for is only met with disappointment. However, expecting my desires to always be fulfilled in my time, and in my way, is unrealistic. This is why I need to attach myself to steadfast hope. It’s in these moments I must remind myself of David’s instruction to Saul when Goliath filled the Israelites with fear and hopelessness, “Let no man’s heart fail because of him” (1 Samuel 17:32). Regardless of what giant is standing before me, my hope needs to be attached to God, the God of hope, whom “fills you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope” (Romans 15:13, ESV).
 
Steadfast hope is remaining encouraged and confident when life is messy and hard; it knows that regardless of what my eyes see in front of me, God is up to something inside of me. Holding onto the rope of hope in the midst of suffering is trusting God’s plan when I can’t trust my own. Oswald Chambers said, “Faith is deliberate confidence in the character of God whose ways you may not understand at the time.” 
 
We’re all trying hard to hold onto the rope of hope for something, aren’t we? Especially now, after the horrible aftermath left by Hurricane Harvey, the wildfires which are consuming homes out west and news of Hurricane Irma barreling across the Atlantic. With our grip on the rope, we hope for…
 
- survival
- recovery
- healing
- opportunity
- favor
- discovery
- assurance
- freedom
- plenty
- self-control
- mending
- forgiveness
- approval
 
 
Yes, we hope and hope and hope.
 
The Psalms reveal to us David’s heart of hope, when he found his grip slip on the rope of hope he wrote, “Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why have you become restless and disturbed within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall again praise Him for the help of His presence” (Psalm 42:11, AMP).
 
Hopelessness is a consuming force, and it wants to have its way in our heart and mind, leading us into despair and the belief that all is lost. If that’s you, ask the Lord to reveal where, or to what, you’ve attached the rope of hope. Let go of misplaced hope and grab tightly onto the rope of hope that attaches to Christ. If hope is deferred, then learn to wait. As we seek to change our identity – one letter at a time – we must learn to confidently attach our rope of hope on the Lord.
 
“And now, Lord, for what do I expectantly wait? My hope [my confident expectation] is in You” (Psalm 39:7, AMP).
 
#BeYou
S-Steadfast in Hope
 
 
 
 

 


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    "...Exhort one another daily, while it is called 'Today,' 
    lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin
    " (Hebrews 3:13, NKJV).

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