I got to watch my son teach his youngest (almost four) how to ride his bike without training wheels. It wasn’t a scheduled event, but when one of the wheels breaks, you’re forced to loose the training wheels. The squeals of “I can’t do it, I’m going to fall”, the panting of a Dad running beside his son, gasping, “Don’t worry, you can do it, I’ve got you”, filled the air. It was great to stand back and watch. From fear to fun in just a few minutes.
I was smiling as I watched Hunt gain confidence as he trusted his Father and took another step in his life’s journey. As I was having this spiritual moment, wondering how God must feel as we place our complete trust in Him, knowing He is there to hold us up, my Grandson yelled “Look, no hands!”, and then wondered, how many times has God heard those words, “Look, no hands, are you still there to catch me?”.
- They’re still picking on my friend
- John McCain