"Climb on with your bad self!"

That was the signal from the ropes course instructor that we...I...could begin the climb up the 23 ft. pole. I'd already climbed up a 25+ ft. climbing wall and rung a cow bell. I'd already climbed 25 ft., walked across a cable while hanging onto a net, and then walked across planks attached to two cables with nothing to hold onto. So why was the phone pole different? Because I'd passed on it 10 years earlier at RA training. I'd done just about everything else, but I had stayed on the ground and cheered on others rather than challenge myself. Weight, fear, whatever had kept me from it.

Not this time.

This time I am fearless. I climb up without hesitation. I get to the top and begin to move to where both fee are on the round surface. Without hesitation I count.

One. Two. Three.

Jump!

I didn't reach the trapez bar...but that was never my goal. My goal was to jump. And jump I did.

"Woo-hoo!"

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." Phil. 4:13

Okay, so now that I'm up here, I'm going to what? 1...2...3...go!
I did it!!! And now I'm like Spiderman!