There is an old story about a mountain climber who had trained for many years to reach the highest mountain peak in western hemisphere, the Aconcagua located in the Andes mountains of Western Argentina.
He wanted all the glory for himself, so he climbed alone. Eager to reach the top, he did not prepare to camp for the night, even though it was growing very late, he decided to keep climbing.
Soon the night grew cold, and heavy darkness fell all around him; he was at a very high altitude.There was no moon and the clouds covered the stars, leaving him with no visibility and pitch darkness.
As he was climbing the ridge, with only 100 meters to the top, he slipped and fell. Falling rapidly, he only saw blotches of darkness passing by him. He fell further and further into the darkness below.
Memories of his life raced through his mind in those moments of anguish. He thought that he would certainly die. Suddenly he felt a jolt that almost tore him in half.
Thankfully, he had taken the precaution of staking himself with a long rope tied to his waist. In those still moments entirely alone and suspended in the air, he shouted out "Help me God! Help me!
All of a sudden he heard a deep voice from heaven, It asked "What do you want me to do?"
"Save Me!!!"
"Do you really think I can save you ?" asked the voice again.
"Of course you can save me. You are God!"
"Then I want you to cut the rope that is holding you up."
There was a another moment of silence and stillness.The man just held tighter to the rope: he did not cut the rope as instructed. The next day the rescue team found the frozen mountain climber clinging tightly to the rope and hanging just two feet off the ground.
Adventure isn't hanging on a rope off the side of a mountain. Adventure is an attitude that we must apply to do our daily lives. Facing new challenges, seizing new opportunities, testing our resources against the unknown, and in the process, discovering our own unique potential. But we must also have faith in our faith.