romans 5:3-5

Endurance can be learned.
Wholeness is something else.

Many of us are taught how to keep going. How to operate under pressure, carry weight, and measure success by not quitting. Over time, that kind of endurance can begin to feel like winning, even when it quietly places strain on the people closest to us.

For years, I carried a heavy ruck. But my faith hadn’t yet reached every place it needed to. What followed wasn’t a breakthrough, but slow work. Learning presence, learning how to listen, and learning how to suffer better. Not by hardening, but by submitting life to God.

That path eventually led back into the wilderness. Onto the Art Loeb Trail in Pisgah National Forest, with a pack on my back. Not for an event or a goal. Just miles, weight, and quiet.

Others were invited into those early miles. A few high school seniors I’d been mentoring stepped onto the trail with us. Mason was one of them. Later, fathers and mentors joined as well.

That choice changed everything.

Photo of a canyon with layered red and brown rock cliffs, green vegetation, and a bright blue sky with fluffy white clouds.
Three hikers climbing a rocky trail surrounded by greenery.
Two hikers walking on a rocky trail at night with backpacks and walking sticks, illuminated by headlamps.
Hiker walking on a dirt trail through a desert landscape with sparse shrubs and large rock formations, possibly at sunset.
A hiker wearing a blue jacket, gray shorts, and a green hat walking on a rocky trail in the Grand Canyon during daylight, with layered canyon cliffs and a partly cloudy sky in the background.

What we do

We lead hikes, backpacking trips, and demanding journeys designed to place people under sustained challenge.

how we do it

We do the work that makes the work possible: planning, preparation, logistics, leadership, and on-the-ground execution.

why it matters

Group of hikers walking on a narrow trail at night with backpacks and walking sticks, illuminated by flashlights.
A man in outdoor gear on a rocky riverbank, climbing onto rocks in a canyon with steep cliffs on both sides. A helicopter is flying overhead, towing a container, and there is a boat on the river with people and supplies.

“I couldn’t keep up, and I knew I was slowing the team down.
But God didn’t leave me—and neither did they.
Step by step, we made it out together.”

— Les

Reach out

Questions. Discernment. Next steps.

info@sufferbetterinitiative.org