By Connie S. Hall
Something I read recently has stayed in my mind: “If the mountain was smooth, you couldn’t climb it.” I find myself reflecting upon this thought often. The very idea intrigues me, and the more I contemplate it the more I realize how true it is.
I recall several years ago (1986) going on a wilderness committee trip while working for the State of Utah. During the trip, we visited many mountains in the West Desert. One of those was Crystal Peak in the northern end of the Wah Wah Mountains. Unlike the surrounding mountaintops, it has white cone-like points rising high in the sky. Its white volcanic tuff is visible for miles. As you drive closer, you can see numerous holes of all sizes.
Hiking the peak was short, fun, and for me, a challenge. Some of the volcanic rock was brittle and broke off easily. Once on top I could see out into Nevada. This mountain wasn’t smooth, yet for me it was difficult to climb. Of course, a skilled hiker would do it quickly.
The concept of “if the road is smooth you couldn’t climb it” appeals to me. I don’t think God intended for life to be easy. If it’s too easy, you won’t appreciate the things you have.
Maybe as a writer we need to tread the hard road so we’ll appreciate the glory at the end.