In January 1998, while training for my climb on Mount Kilimanjaro, I was struck with the idea of Climbing For Christ. I was running. It was winter in Rochester, N.Y., cold and snowy. I wasn’t thinking any deep thoughts or even dreaming of the summit. Just running. That’s when the Spirit touched me with this notion. Where else would the idea of a Christian climbers’ organization come from than the very throne of God? He spoke, I listened. Well, I heard. From that point on, it was a case of disobedience. He kept asking me how His climbing organization was coming and I kept coming up with excuses for not making it happen. The truth be told, I had no idea how to make it happen – or for what purpose. But as I my spiritual walk has continued to mature and I have climbed in His direction, I have realized it’s not up to me. He is the Guide; I am only His assistant. You, brothers and sisters in Christ, are the climbing party. Clip into the rope and climb on. God has grown this ministry to serve thousands in mountainous areas in 10 countries. We GO where others cannot or will not to minister to spiritual and physical needs. We are blessed to be a blessing.
