Clothes packed-check.
Food packed-check. Camper in tow
and ready to go-check. And the morning
of patiently preparing was finally drawing to an end as we brought the bikes to
the truck as the last item on the list.
I had asked Nate to bring up both of Katie’s bikes-the one that was way
too little but still had training wheels, and the one that was just her size .
. . but without training wheels. And as
we started to bring them to Daddy, he made a decision. Only one bike would accompany us on this
journey. The training wheels must remain
behind.
Katie was visibly upset, and if I’m honest, so was I. I knew from several attempts before that she
was terrified of the prospect of having to let go of her security. But she braved it best she could, and we all
piled into the truck and set off for our weekend getaway.
Setting up camp is hardly the same when you only have two
little varmints asking to first unload their bikes so they can ride circles while
we unload. Though Daddy made certain to
unload all three, the third was left behind, as Katie looked at it
but quickly occupied herself elsewhere while I was wondering if we made a
mistake.
Daddy made it a priority to work with her right away. He held her up, running with her until she
had found her balance, and then let go.
She’d start to waiver, fall over.
Then he’d help her back up and away they’d go again. Holding on, letting go, falling down,
starting again. And so the cycle
went. With every try, she came closer to
a dream conquered. Then before she knew
it, mission accomplished. She was
pedaling, free from restraints, free from fears. Soaring on a dream come true. It was a priceless moment. Because she chose to face her fears and brave
the falls, she conquered her dream.
Face your fear, brave the fall, conquer your dream. If you could somehow open the window to my
soul and peer in, you would find a visibly upset little girl, afraid to let go
of her security. But you would also see
her braving it as best as she knows how, knowing that her Daddy promises she IS
a priority, and He will run beside her and hold her steady as she begins to
ride down this road, not knowing for sure how to keep it all going, but certain
that God has a plan.
My early morning devotion today spoke this very truth. God so earnestly desires to use my obedience
to give me the life of pure fulfillment that He has planned for me, so I can be
most useful in sharing His love with others.
So here’s to sharing, even if it’s my biggest fear. For it’s only when I brave the falls that He
can pick me up to try again until one day all my dreams come true. And on that day, we will dance. The banged-up knees and bruised souls will be
healed as our Daddy who knew best all along reigns forevermore, soaring on
High with me by His side.
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