As we hiked a wadi in Oman, our route followed a slow-moving stream towards a spring at the ravine’s end. As rough as the going got, with the trail’s markings often semi-hidden from view, everyone had a smile. Parents with toddlers, individuals walking with a cane, and everyone in between shared a smile. Even when we were on the way back, knowing it would be highly unlikely for those at the beginning to make a successful round-trip before the last board returned across the small pond at where the trail began, everyone was smiling!
As I reflect on the hike that afternoon, several memories stand out.
The reality of boulders, slippery slopes, and the occasional must step in the water or mud to continue did not detract from the journey. In hindsight, each step was a memory wrapped in adventure. One was never confident if one’s step was sure or if this was the right path to follow. Water brought relief, even though one knew it would be extra-slippery and dangerous as one took the steps to follow. Retreats added to the fun, because everyone had to make one at one time or the other. Insights on where to step and what turn to take were welcomed, regardless of their source.
If there was a single aspect of the hike which still stands out, it is the people along the way. Yes, the scene and context were interesting. Yes, I love the pictures, taken and remembered. Yet, it was the company on the journey and the people we met which took the hike to a different level. The laughter of young and old. The assistance offered and given proactively. And most of all the faces and positive energy freely and openly shared.
As I think about this, the spring’s ultimate source was not about our failures, slips, or slides. It was about living and reaching for good. James reminds me “God’s righteousness doesn’t grow from human anger.” (James 1.20) Righteousness blossoms in love’s presence. Compassion’s home is in the community. Forgiveness lives through acceptance and inclusion.
