More than stairs

I just got back from climbing the excruciatingly painful stairs. I seriously dont know why I torture myself. This was the climb from beginning to end:

Bottom of stairs looking all the way up thinking "Who put these here and why?!?!"

Start climbing

3 stairs up and dying with what seemed to be about 1,000 more to go 

1st stack done, stop for breath

More climbing.

Half way: First thought - "That's good enough, I think I'll go back now"

Half way: Second thought - "You will not give up now, no you won't!"

More stairs with people climbing back down: "Ahhhh! Inspiration! If they can do it, so can I!!"

Almost there!!

WOOHOOO!!! I made it! Victory!

Back down I go

Yes, there is a point to all of this. As I was climbing, I was thinking how very similar my walk with Christ is. It is a climb with so very many stops in the middle to rest, to gain strength and to reconnect with Him. So much of the time I want to quit and give up. It's too hard! But there are people who have gone before me that inspire me to keep going, to not give up and to strive for the goal. And though it is painful at times, and is strenuous and tiring, I keep going because He gives me strength. And once I reach the top and start my descent downward, I hope that I may become that pillar of inspiration to those that are on their way up after me. 

At any rate, I am gross and sweaty now and need a shower. Just in case you were wondering.