I feel like my life has been pretty easy. I mean kinda tough, but manageable.
Kind of like my ride up Provo canyon. It was work, but it was doable. I didn’t have too much struggle and I had some nice assistance along the way, and have able to help other people as I’ve moved forward.
For a decent amount of time, I’ve had others join me for some of my journey as I’ve progressed toward my Destination. Sometimes–relatively recently–I’ve had to progress alone. I’ve had to continue my journey without help aside from divine guidance.
For the last while, I had to travel a very lonely road where my effort was not rewarded with the progress I expected. I reached a point where I gave up and had to have others save me and help me reach a place where I could recover and begin to move forward.
My ride this weekend gave me insight to my life. In many, many areas I can succeed alone. I can succeed in more areas when I train myself well. However I need not do more or progress faster than I have strength.