Some time last year I and my folks decided to go camping in the woods. We thought it a nice idea to get out of work and our individual daily stressful activities.
We agreed to schedule the camping for the 3rd weekend in May 2017 and we were very excited about it that we couldn’t wait for that weekend to come. Personally, that was going to be my first time. I kept on imagining all the nice things I was going to do and how great the fun was going to be.
I was so excited that I got all my bags packed 5 days before the deal day, and Alas! the deal day came.
I and my folks; about 3 of them met at an agreed motor park from which we’d take off to the Reserve.
Friday was fun. We enjoyed ourselves by going round the Reserve’s motel. It was a huge sight to behold and a very beautiful one too.
On Saturday we decided to go see the animals. We got an instructor assigned to us to show us around after which we got into the tour vehicle and zoomed off. It was wowwww!
By the time we got to the woods, we saw a lot of fascinating things about nature. 2 hours into our tour, our instructor got a call from the the main office and so he told us that we’d have to return with him and that another instructor would be assigned to us.
I felt really disappointed because, I didn’t want to go back yet and I wasn’t sure that another instructor would be assigned to us if we returned with him. So, I told him that he could return alone and then send the alternative instructor to us. I was confident that we were safe because the woods (well planned forest and grassland) looked well taken care of.
The instructor left and promised us that another instructor would come to us in less than 30 minutes.
As soon as the instructor left, I sighted a strange print and began to follow it to see where it headed to. From the way it seemed the print didn’t go really far from where we were.
I followed it and before I knew it I stumbled and fell into a pit. The pit was quite deep. But that wasn’t the issue. The main issue was that a lion was inside the pit. It seemed to have escaped its cage and had fallen into the steep pit. It looked so tired and weak like it had been there for some days. There were scratches made by its claws everywhere. It seemed it had been struggling to get out and had gotten weak out of starvation.
Immediately I fell, my friends ran to me and let down the safety ropes that were given to us by the instructor into the pit.
The Lion seemed calm initially but on seeing me, it staggered up and began to walk towards me slowly. As soon as it saw that I had held the rope he began to charge towards me. I climbed as fast as I could but, because I hadn’t climbed with a rope before and because I was greatly terrified, I found it really difficult. My friends began to pull me but the more I was pulled the closer the lion got to me.
After awhile I felt like letting go of the rope because my palms were really hurting, my friends couldn’t pull any longer and the teeth of the lion were just few feet’s away from my feet.
I got really frustrated. I was sweating profusely and had even peed on my pants about 5 times. I didn’t want to die, but I couldn’t hold on to the rope anymore because, it no longer seemed helpful.
After holding to the rope for about an hour, I looked around for an alternative but there was none. So I screamed in pains to my friends ” I’ll let go!!!!”
Just then, one of my friends called out to me saying ” Don’t let go!. The lion cannot get any further to you. You are a little higher than it’s reach. Can’t you see?
The ROPE IS ALL YOU’VE GOT TO GET OUT! Don’t focus on the Lion charging at you. It’s only trying to terrify and discourage you so you’d let go of the rope! You can make it out only if you look up and hold tight to the rope!.”
After that, I decided to focus on my escape rather than the danger. I began to pull and pull. One step at a time. Even when I felt like letting go because I was worn out, weary and overwhelmed, looking away from the danger and holding unto the rope (the way out) gave me some strength to hold on.
On the other hand, even though the lion could no longer reach me, the more I made progress the more the lion charged towards me, probably because he could not bear seeing his prey escape. He roared and made scary sounds but I kept looking away and up, holding unto the rope. Before I knew it, I made it to the top of the pit and was pulled out by my friends.
After I got out of the pit, we waited an hour longer for the new instructor before he arrived.
All through the rest of the day, I kept wondering what would have happened to me if I had focused on the danger and overwhelming situation rather than holding on to the Word of God: my escape tightly and looking up consistently to Jesus my strength.
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