Spring

Here in Montana, the weather can't decide if it wants to be spring or winter. Thus it's decided to give us the best of both worlds by snowing every other hour and then melting into a muddy mess in between. Montanans grumble about the bipolar weather, but honestly I find it invigorating. I like not knowing what to expect every time I step out the door, even if I've only been in for twenty minutes.

Okay, so this is Coeur D'Alene, but you get the point.

Yesterday my roommate and I took a belaying test at our university rock climbing wall. Today I am a certified climber! Rock climbing is a very interesting experience. Unlike other sports, it tests your physical skills but also tests your nerve even more. When I find myself clinging up high for dear life, straining to reach for the next hold with my legs trembling, I can give up and let the rope take me down. I can let the wall beat me instead of taking that next iffy reach. But I know if I do that I will have to climb it again because I won't give up until I've made it to the top at least once.

The life metaphors make themselves, so feel free. But that's my thought for today, anyway. Climb on.