Saturday, March 10, 2012

The Climb


Yesterday was a great day for AVC, I found myself pumping my fist and saying “Yeah God, way to go” more than once.  As I sit here now at 5:34 in morning of the first day of break, I know that there is still more to do.

In an attempt to find the right words to describe what my thoughts are, I did a google search (my students will confirm that this is a normal reaction to a new thought entering my head) and came across a page that has given me the grammar to express my main idea:

This is a Big Wall, and while we rest here at this enscarfment, we are aware that we are bunch of gumbles, and we have never encountered a challenge like this one, it is going to take some effort, but we are comforted that we do in fact have an anchor.

While we, of course, hope that the path to reestablishing AVC at a new location will be a scramble, it is possible we could be Crimping on the Way Radical Tiny Gnarlies, and if that is the case, be assured, I will be one of your Belay Bobs, and I will try, with all of my might, not to be a poser.  This experience has to be a bit of aid climbing, and we need to start getting ready for the crux.  There are a variety of talents in our merry little group, and they are all going to be needed in the upcoming months.  The good news is that the Anchor already knows the way, so we can start the ascent with some confidence.

Right now is a good time to tie some figure 8 knots, get all of our 8-rings accounted for, and check the ropes.
       As we climb there is no question that each of us will go a bit Elvis Legged at times, and might even yell “Dirt Me!” a time or two, but it is at those times that we may need to remind each other to flag, maybe even hang dog for a bit, because the climb is about reaching the summit, and not just getting to the next gravical.
If possible, try not to free climb, and don’t be afraid to yell “Rock!” because while this is exciting, it shouldn’t be lethal.
One day I want to sit with with my future students and recount this epic (although we will recount it in a classroom, or on a train, and not in a tavern) and marvel at what God has done this week.