Top of the Hill

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up Jack got, and home did trot,
As fast as he could caper,
To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob
With vinegar and brown paper.

The nursery rhyme above is a popular one, told time and time again to small children for hundreds of years. I always wondered if Jack or even Jill for that matter ever made it to the top of the hill.

It is never all that easy to make it up the hill in our own life. There could be 1070 steps to take, maybe even a slippery path that slows us down. But do we keep trying to reach the top?

For me, I like to think that both Jack and Jill eventually made it up that hill. From there they could see great and wide views of the life they have. I would imagine it to be quite a stunning picture that they see.

Each of us have our own hill or hills to climb. And from time to time we are going to fall back down and break our crown. And each of those times, you are going to get back to your feet and start back up the hill. You're going to make it eventually. You're going to see wondrous things. You're going to be on top of that hill.

Keep trying, keep climbing, never give up.