Tonight my husband and I took the three youngest kiddos for a bike ride. My youngest step-daughter and my step-son were doing tricks and booking it through the neighborhood. There were shouts of “Watch this!” at every turn. My little guy, on the other hand, was a tad nervous.
He was honestly doing great, but he just wasn’t sure of himself. He would pedal and panic. I wouldn’t let him quit. Tough Mama!
I decided I would help him by putting my hand on his bike while he pedaled. If we went too fast, he would just bail instead of using his brakes to slow down. He didn’t trust himself and wasn’t trusting me much either! He was frustrated.
I was frustrated!
I would be lying if I said I didn’t understand how he felt. So many times I panic in life. I worry about my ability to keep pedaling. I worry that I will crash. I worry that I will not be at the perfect speed or there will be oncoming traffic or my brakes will fail.
Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.
I easily forget that God always has His hand on my bike. He already knows what turns and detours lie ahead. He’s given me all the right equipment to take them on, I just have to pedal.
2 Chronicles 15:7
But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded.
There is no mystery as to why worry and distress reside in me. I continuously see situations and outcomes with eyes focused solely on my own abilities. The way I view my own abilities falls in the light of my ego and my confidence (which can change at any moment).
I’m usually wrong about what I am truly capable of, but most importantly I forget that nothing in this life is completely about MY own abilities.
I serve a God who is so capable. He is the best hand to have on my bike. All I really have to do is set my eyes on my destination and keep pedaling. God’s guidance will never fail me.
; with My eye on you, I will give counsel.
Tonight’s adventure may have ended with a tantrum in the yard and a lot of Mama snuggles, but we did have a little fun! AND…It was a good reminder for this Tough Mama.