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The Impassable Wall

By Eunice Soper

One summer a group of young people hiked into the back country of Yosemite Park. After spending the Sabbath at Tulumne Meadows, they started their hike along the beautiful valley up toward the higher peaks. Their destination was Mount Lyell, the highest point in Yosemite Park.

The climb was rugged, and the hikers for the most part were unused to mountain climbing. The exception was their leader, Ian, who was a veteran of many trips up rugged Mount Hood in Oregon.

On and on they went, ever climbing higher. It seemed that any step now would bring them to the top. Up over this next ridge, and they should be at the top. But right there they were faced with a sheer rock wall. It looked impassable. They felt that they had reached the end of the trail.

Ian's practiced eyes searched the wall. "Right here," he called. "We'll go up here," indicating a three-sided break in the wall. "We'll go up this chimney." They gaped unbelievingly at him, but obediently they stood as he roped them together, with himself in the lead and one of the stronger, more able young men at the end.

Up they went. They soon caught the idea of the rope. Ian went first, as the rest held him. Then one by one each person moved, like checkers on a checkerboard, while the others held the rope -- up that wall, from rock to rock, finding handholds and footholds where they could find them -- until at last they stood triumphantly on the summit.

Not one of those young people could have gone up that chimney by himself. Only when they had an able guide who showed them how to keep from slipping could they make their way up. Their final triumph was due to a good leader and to their willingness to follow his directions.

There are times when we all come to rock walls that seem impassable. We meet with difficulties that make us throw up our hands and cry out in despair, "I can't do it!" And we are probably right -- by ourselves we cannot. But we have a Guide who can show us how to get over this difficulty.

He will keep us from slipping as long as we follow His "counsel." Then almost before we know it, we will have surmounted the obstacle that seemed so high. Once more He has been our unerring Guide.


"My foot slippeth;
thy mercy, O Lord, held me up."
Psalm 94:18.


Eunice Soper has written many devotional books, mostly for children. Semi-retired from professional service worldwide for the Seventh Day Adventist Church, she and her husband, Francis, radiate peace, strength and practical good-heartedness from their adopted home in the central Shenandoah Valley.













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