Learning How to Ride.
April 18, 2008 – 6:17 amYesterday I was with my two sons. They were riding bikes. (Well, my two year old was being pushed, but my four year old was riding.) My 4 needed a push to get started but then off he went. He rode on a quarter mile loop. As he rode off he would wobble and recover - wobble and recover. When he would wobble I would get nervous and lean almost like I was riding the bike. Even though he was far off, I was somehow right there with him. That is how I feel God is with me, no matter what the distance God is right there with me.
The funny part of the moment is that at times it seemed like he was wobbling and nearly ready to fall. As he came within earshot, I noticed that he was not wobbling he was shoosing and playing.
