Life has been a
series of adventures that God has taken me on and this is no exception. I tend
to embrace the challenges that God throws at me and gave me the reputation, in
my family, of diving into the water not really worrying about how it feels
until I’m already in. So, I was pretty excited to be going on wilderness and
gaining another “adventure experience” to add to the already colorful life
story of Larissa Dickson. As I was on
the trip I realized that wilderness is more than just an “adventure
experience;” it’s a time that God used in my life for opening my eyes up to my
own struggles as well as helping me to see the bigger picture. His picture.
One of those eye opening
experiences happened on the 4th day of the hike. I was leader for the day along
with Madison one of the students. I had gotten up that morning thinking “I am going to do
leadership well today” and feeling very confident in my abilities to lead and
lead well. Unfortunately my mindset was very prideful that morning and God
needed me to take a slice of humble pie.
I had started boiling water for the morning. One
of the pots was pretty hot, but not quite boiling, when it decided to fall and
spill water right on top of my, then tennis shoe covered, foot. I quickly took
off my uncomfortable footwear and, at Caryn’s direction, got a piggy back ride
on Megan’s back from our campsite to the lake where I proceeded to soak it.
As I was soaking
my foot the first thing that I thought is “how am I going to lead now?” the
second thought was “I, what is this I? Without God how would I even be here?”
As I was thinking this I looked up and saw the sun sparkling off of the
beautiful grey-fading-into-tan mountains and a fish jumping out of the cool
blue water with huge evergreen trees all around. I couldn’t imagine a more
beautiful place to be in that moment. God took the time to meet me there and
show me, gently, that I could not do this on my own, and I didn’t have to.
People from my team
came around me and showed me how valued I was as a person and instead of
feeling guilty for others “taking my job” as I often have felt in the past I
felt freedom in leading differently than I had originally envisioned. I led
through direction that morning which meant that I needed to practice
communicating what needed to be done. This is not necessarily a strong point
and it's something that I need to work on. This was a goal that I had written in my
journal the night before.
Sour Patch Kid and Conradical
made breakfast while I soaked my foot and put on my hiking boots. Madison
communicated to the team where we would be hiking that day and how we had
decided to organize the morning. It was
cool to see her step up and be a leader with me and see her vision for the team
come alive. Co-leaders are awesome! I could not have chosen a better person
to co-lead with me that day than her.
After we broke
camp we started hiking one direction in search of a trail that we had been on
the day before. Being new at this map/compass thing we made several stops to
re-orient and make sure we were going the right direction. We reached a tricky
part and were deciding on whether we should go back to a different trail that
Madison had seen earlier or keep going when Caryn asked us if there was a
different way of getting to Glacier Lake than what we had already thought of.
It was then that Madison realized that if we headed towards the highest peak of
the Black Buttes we would be able to find the lake more easily than any of our
other proposed plans. We set our compasses and took off. Well, I took off. I
realized that I, even with a heavy backpack on, walk a little on the fast side.
We reached Glacier
Lake and were greeted by Suzanne and Jonathan, people that only Madison and I knew
we would be meeting up with that day. It was cool to see the group’s excitement
and love as they surrounded these two familiar faces.
After the
momentous meeting, figuring out camp logistics, and roughly setting up camp we
gathered back to get a surprise objective for the day. We were told that we
would be hiking the Black Buttes. This was probably the most unexpectedly hard
things of this trip for me. I definitely did not expect myself to find heights
this frightening and stressful. I have gone on roller-coasters, done rock
climbing, been on zip-lines, been 20 feet up suspended on a rope in the
redwoods, and did ropes-course. This was none of those. This was climbing up
rock with no rope or safety net to catch you if you fell. I was basically
trusting that the rock was going to hold me and if it didn’t I was going to
fall and at worst get really badly injured for doing this and at best die and
meet my maker. So, I found out that
ropes are my security blanket when doing these types of things.
I made it to the
top thanks to prayer (lots of prayer) and the encouragement of my teammates.
After we got to the top and felt like we were on top of the world for a bit we
had to get back down which is just as hard as going up but at least the goal is
to get back onto flat ground and not feel like you have to be a mountain goat
for the rest of your life. (Definitely not my thing).
At the end of this
long and learning filled day we got to watch the sunset and breathe. As we were
sitting next to the mountain I got to meditate on Colossians 1:11-12 which
ended up being my wilderness verses. (May
you be strengthened with all power according to His glorious might with all
patience and endurance with joy, giving thanks to the Father who has qualified
you to share in the inheritance with the saints in light.) These verses reminded
me that it was not my own strength that got me up a physical mountain and it’s
not my own strength that gets me up the emotional and spiritual mountains. It
is God’s strength that He has poured out onto me and that I can be thankful and
joyful for the work that has been and is being done in and through me.
An allegory that
has stuck with me from the trip came from rock–climbing day. My goal for the
day was to be an encouragement for my teammates. This was harder to do than I
expected because there were those who just did not respond or respond
positively to the encouragement that I had to give. Later I found out that it
really meant a lot for me to be there saying what I said.
Encouragement is
like a seed that is planted in the ground. We can’t expect the seed to grow
right away but the seed is there and as the person thinks about what was said
it sinks deeper and grows until you see a plant start to form. That plant will
continue to grow and get stronger in that person’s life as long as they
continue to process the encouragement that was given. It’s not a perfect
allegory and in some areas of our lives the seeds of encouragement sprout up
right away, but I believe that God uses the harder moments, the times when our
soil is harder, to speak more clearly to us and to grow us more in the long run.