Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Simple Pleasures: Back on the Big Bike
About three weeks ago, my darling 5 year old daughter wanted to take the 16 inch bike for a spin instead of of hopping on her regular 12 inch bike. She's a short little chick, but she got on and got moving...fast. She was confident, proud, ready.
Then, the weekend came and while my husband was working on his workbench, Hannah got the bike out. All was going along swimmingly until she fell. Hard. Like you could hear the sound of the kneecap and concrete colliding several yards away.
All wounds seemed superficial, except the one to her self-confidence. All of the sudden, after the big crash, she was consumed by fear, of getting hurt, of falling again. She pulled the big purple bike back into the garage and dragged out the little pink one. That one is too big for me. I'm just not comfortable on it. I might get hurt. It didn't matter how much I cajoled, how much I tried to build her back up, how I downplayed the injuries. She was going back to what was safe.
And then, 2 days ago, it was actually warm and we ventured outside. She again dragged out the pink bike, road it around the driveway a few times, and came back into the garage. She hopped off the little bike, looked at the purple bike, and proudly declared:
Onto the purple bike her leg swung. She found the pedals and off she rode. Around and around, down the sidewalk, and back again. With each pedal, with each gain of speed, with each ounce of wind blowing through her silky blonde hair, her confidence rose. She became comfortable. She felt safe. And even after a few small spills, there was no turning back. She had been convinced by what she could do. She knew what it meant to fly. There was so much more to experience.
And so, I hear God speaking to me through this little modern-day parable. His soft voice whispers, The dream I have for you is not too big. It may seem not to fit just right. You may not feel comfortable at first. You may be scared of falling. But just like you knew that your little girl could do it, so do I know that My little girl can do it, too.
My simple pleasures are the courage of my little girl, for a Father who loves me enough to speak gently to assuage my fears, and for helping me unearth the courage that lives in me...somewhere.
I'm linking up with Dayle at Simple Pleasures.