Training wheels off.Check.Helmets on.Check.Faith.Check."Now lets go learn how to ride a bike" I said to Joshua,my youngest.And we were off peddling in the direction of the grass,a soft place to land,in case he fell.And he did,over and over,up,down,a scrape here a bump there.Still,he kept on,determined this would be the day....
So when the time came....I let go.
From the sidelines,we watched,my oldest and I,and quietly I whispered,"Just look at him go".Smile.He was going so fast I had to yell out..."Slow down"...and he did...of course the pole he hit had something to do with that.He jumped up,yelling,and screaming.We started laughing and soon after he started laughing too.He climbed back on,and took what he needed from that pole.Flying with his new wings,around and around,he soared.
And so I learned,just like he did,that there are times in which the training wheels must come off,a time in which we put on our helmets,expecting a few bumps and bruises along the way,and that we must always head in the direction of the grass.
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