I shared previously that Robert and I had taken the kids to a fun park. We probably played every game and rode every ride that this place had to offer. We left tired, fulfilled, and broke.
My son is a very careful child. He always has been. He has to warm up to the idea of trying something new. During this fun park excursion, Mr. Ryder White decided he was going to get on the Sky Trail.
The Sky Trail involves different obstacles and physical challenges pretty high up in the air. My husband agreed to take him up and Ryder was told many times that his harness would make certain that he did not fall to the ground.
I watched Ryder nod as he was given directions from an instructor and gave him a thumbs up. I was pretty proud of him for trying something so new and so brave, but also nervous for him because I know my child and his personality.
Robert and Ryder began to climb the stairs and begin their challenge. Robert showed Ryder where to put his hands and how to position his feet to make it across their first obstacle. Ryder thoughtfully and slowly made it across.
I kept cheering. They came to a place where there was nothing to hold onto and all he could count on was his own balance. Ryder panicked a little. To his credit, he tried to think of ways to make it across and was very clearly weighing everything out.
Imagine a little five year old licking his finger and placing it in the wind. Imagine him turning his little head from side to side to find the best way to accomplish his goal. He wanted it, but it was scary.
Robert reassured him. He reminded Ryder that he would not fall. All Ryder had to do was trust himself and know that Robert would not let him get hurt. Ryder decided he was done, but the way I cheered for that little boy, you would have thought he had completed the course blindfolded.
The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him.
There have been so many moments of fun and adventure that have passed me by because I let fear win. I look at my chances and circumstances in a way that reflects my own strength and my own capabilities.
I have a God that assures me that He is always with me and He will not let me fall. He tells me I can trust Him. He is able. Yet, still I am fearful and skeptical. I can see the worst case scenarios ahead and I just know that I cannot do it.
The beautiful thing that my faith teaches me is that I do not have to be able, but rather willing to try and to trust my Higher Power. I am harnessed to something stronger and more sure. I have no reason to fear.
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.