The last time that I went rock climbing, I was with a big group of young women.

I’m not an avid climber, but I was surprising myself with how well I was doing!

And then…

I went to grab onto the next big rock, and my hand slipped right off.

My confidence was dashed to fear and then a little bit of embarrassment.

Even though the rock had looked like a good one to hang onto from the view below, it was acutally rounded on the top, and my hand wasn’t prepared for it.

I hung there for a bit and looked around and found a rock that looked like it would be a much better strong hold.

I examined as many angles as I could.

That one worked.

I’ve had some difficult emotional moments in my life.

From health struggles, to busy schedules, to heartbreaking losses, I’ve had to figure out what wasn’t worth holding on to.

And I’ve had to figure out what my strong hold would be.

The best strong hold I’ve ever had is my good friend, Jesus.

As the prophet Nahum taught, “The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble”. (Nahum 1:7)

I want Jesus to always be my top priority.

He is someone I know I can hold on to.

He won’t surprise me.

He won’t bring fear.

He won’t embarrass me in front of others.

He’s just strong. And steady. And reliable.

The type of friend I know I can rely on, in any day of trouble.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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