This past week my husband and I decided to go for a short adventure hike. For months we had been looking over a book which listed waterfalls within our area. We had high expectations of finding a spot that had four waterfalls. What we didn't count on was the difficulty we would encounter in trying to follow the directions to get there. Could the landscape have changed since the author wrote the book? Or were we just that bad at following directions?
We never found the waterfalls. At one point, we thought we heard the rush of water, but when no waterfalls were found, we decided it must have been just the noise of the wind in the trees. After three attempts of following what might have been faint trails, we gave up. Instead of finding waterfalls, we felt like we only found jungle!
We turned around, this time having to climb up hill while fighting vines, and straddling over fallen logs. With relief, we finally saw our Jeep. Instead of completely giving up, we took a small road marked "Wilderness Trail," ...this time going by vehicle instead of on foot. After about 8 miles of rough dirt road with little change in scenery, we decided the road was going nowhere. With a few tries, my husband managed to turn the Jeep around on that narrow one lane road, and we viewed the same repetitive scenery on the way back.
We became a little frustrated with the outcome of our little trip, and began to see why the trail was marked "Wilderness Trail." I thought of the Israelites wandering in their wilderness for 40 years. We got frustrated after a couple of hours of feeling like we were going nowhere, ...and we think they were bad for grumbling!
After "wandering in the wilderness," we did a "mountain top experience." We didn't see "the promised land," but we viewed the swollen river from the recent deluge of rainfall.
A little bit of Gatorade to our tired bodies, and we were set to go back home.
We are so blessed. We didn't even have to wait for "water from a rock" - just opened a bottle of Gatorade and quenched our thirst. God is so good!
Esther Joy Hunter
lives with her husband Gary in the beautiful hills of the Ozarks. God and family are important to her. In the past she has enjoyed assisting with Disaster Relief opportunities. Besides writing, her favorite leisure pursuits include Bible Study, Jeep excursions along the Buffalo National River, hiking, bird watching, photography and rock painting.