For every high in our lives, every time we reach the pinnacle of some worldly venture - there is in fact a hidden chasm awaiting. Not reserved to defeat us, but rather to test us - to test whether our success has been crafted by our own hands or comes from reliance on the Living God. Whether our strength is found in our arms and legs or our Creator. This chasm is wide and long but not too wide and not too long. It is not impassable despite it’s impassable looks. It is harrowing in order to blast the your human reliance far away.

No sensible man or woman would claim to be able to cross it alone but you’d be surprised how many would say they did it alone once they reached the other side.  We have a tendency to puff out our shirts until of course another chasm finds us and we’re back upon our knees.  Thank the Lord Almighty that he is not us and contains some incomprehensible perfection of virtue that allows him not to simply toss us in the next chasm we find and leave us there to rot.  It would be far more sensible and deserved than the seemingly endless mercy that flows from Him like water from a stream.

For every mountaintop, a chasm.  For every chasm, an opportunity.  For every opportunity, a choice.  God or self.