Hey everyone, I’m sorry this is a long read, but I wanted to share something deeply personal that happened to me this weekend. I just finished a 3-day, 23.5-mile backpacking trip with over 5,600 feet of elevation gain and a summit over 11,700 feet. It pushed me to the edge physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Somehow, by the grace of God, I made it through.
Let me be clear: I’m not in great shape right now. I haven’t been very physically active for over a year, and walking into this trip with a 30+ pound pack on my back, I had serious doubts about whether I could even finish. But I wanted this to be more than a physical challenge. I wanted it to be an offering.
I spent much of the hike in prayer. Mostly prayed the rosary in my head over and over, along with one personal plea I kept coming back to:
“Lord, unite my suffering with Yours on the Cross.”
I asked Him to use my pain for the good of someone who has no one left to pray for them. I meant it with every step. Especially the painful ones.
By Day Three (this morning), I woke up in my tent and couldn’t lift my right leg. Completely locked up. I genuinely thought I might not make it out. That was my lowest moment. But I kept praying. I kept pushing. I kept trusting. And Christ showed up.
I hobbled. I leaned hard on my trekking poles. But I kept moving. And slowly, mile by mile, I made it. I still don’t know how, except that grace carried me when my body couldn’t. When I saw the end of the trail, I nearly broke down.
“The weight I carried was nothing compared to the one He bore for me.” That line came to me as I was driving home, and I think it says everything.
This wasn’t just a hike. It was a little pilgrimage. A time of union with Christ in weakness, in prayer, in offering. It taught me that suffering (even something as ordinary as sore legs and a tired body) can be made holy if we give it to God. I’ll never forget it.
Thanks for letting me share this with you all. This community has helped deepen my faith so much, and I wanted to give back by sharing something real from my walk with Christ — quite literally.
Pax Christi.