Discovery

"Through blinding rain,

up rugged terrain;

higher climb!

One more time!

Reach the top,

never stop:

Find the stair

Venture there.

Reaching high,

one last sigh;

Summit now,

I'm here, 

but how?"

So often, just when we think we've gained the top, we find that there are yet trials in the distance: a guarantee of more struggle, more pain, more sweat, more blood. But over-arching every last fear is a sparkling promise that One greater than the storm is by your side. He whose hand created all will not bring you by a way in which you shall fall, never again to rise.

"I perceive the way to life lies here; come, pluck up heart! Let's neither faint nor fear. Better though difficult the right way to go, than broad but easy, where the end is woe!" 

--Pilgrim's Progress