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THE CLIMB


Some time last year, I was privileged to go to a waterfall somewhere in Osun state, Nigeria. I was ecstatic when I found out that it would be one of the places we would visit during a debate tournament I was attending. It would go on to be my first time at a waterfall. 

When the day we were scheduled to go to the waterfall finally came I was so happy maybe because I was totally oblivious to the fact that to get to the waterfall, I had to climb what felt like a thousand stairs up a mountain. To make matters worse, I had just eaten a very heavy meal for lunch before I began the climb. At every point along the way, I felt like my chest was going to crack open and my heart was going to fall out and begin beating heavily like the drums we read about in primary school that were used during the annual argungu festival. 

At every point along the way, I had to remind myself that I wanted to see the waterfall no matter what. So no matter how much my heart, brain, arms and legs were begging me to stop I had to take the next step and the step after that. Paul the apostle would say "I had to press toward the mark of the high calling".

After what felt like a climb up Everest, I got to the waterfall and had soooooo much fun with my friends. Took many pictures and videos and above all, I was happy. 



Many people think of life like a marathon, I like to think of it like a climb, like my climb that every body is taking to see their waterfall for the first time. The climb comes in so many forms: pursuing a degree, starting a business, learning how to drive or swim and so on. 

We all have waterfalls that we are ecstatic to see but the stress on our bodies, finances, relationships etc might push us to quit or worse still settle for the little ponds along the way. 

Well this post comes as a gentle reminder to you about your waterfall. This new earth revolution that for some reason we all agree to call 2019 is another opportunity for you and me to resume our climb and hopefully before the year ends, we'd see the waterfall that launches us to begin yet another climb towards a bigger waterfall 😊.

Comments

Tega Odjugo said…
I will get to my waterfall this year. Wonderful post
brightest said…
Nice post....I will get to my waterfall no matter what
Unknown said…
“ Waterfall of life” sooo many songs have used the climb to a waterfall or the fall itself as a way of teaching patience. So far? This is my favorite
Unknown said…
Lovely post... Sets a positive mind to carry one through the year. I will get to my waterfall.
Unknown said…
Great one dear
Some stress on the way can crumble, but we'll remember our most wanted waterfall sight and keep pressing on towards the mark of the higher calling.

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