“When God pulls us into a vertical relationship with himself, He also draws us into a horizontal relationship with other believers.” Ellen Vaughn
Ultimately when we reach the peak of the mountain of the Lord, we reach it alone; in the meantime, we need traveling companions. Sisters who will stick like velcro. Faithful women to hold our arms up in prayer and support us when we’re weak. To rally around us when it seems like the full forces of hell come against us.
If you’ve read the past few posts, you know I’m simply making an analogy between the mountainous obstacles we face on our earthly journey towards heaven and actually ascending a lofty mountain. There are different types of mountains and varying climbing experiences. We talked about it in this post.
There’s the excitement of a mountainous goal to which you feel called and the paralysis of realizing what it’s going to take. Maybe you’re halfway up the rock face, clinging for dear life, afraid to look down and the top is covered in fog. Sometimes you’re at the summit celebrating.
Picture yourself in any or all of those situations. Then ask yourself this question:
