Steady Me

I have always walked as my source of exercise. Recently I started what I call, "The old lady power walking". I race walk around the neighborhood while holding weights. I remind myself of the "older ladies" I used to see walking around the mall. To make myself feel a little younger, or older depending on how this turns out, I have started running. Since Haden is now very proud of himself for finally learning how to ride without his training wheels, he rides around while I run. Yesterday while on our run/ride Haden kept getting too far ahead of me (that probably says a lot about how fast I am running). When we stopped I told him that he can't get that far ahead of me because it is hard for me to protect him and tell him when there are cars coming. He really did not see the need for any help from me until he got to the hill. He stopped and said, "Mom, the hills are really hard. I need you to help because I fall off a lot on the hills. Could you hold my bike while I climb back on?"


I thought about Haden and how he did not see the need for my help when it was easy for him, but on the hill he wanted me to steady him. How many times do I get ahead of God when I feel like everything is going well? I get so far away that I cannot hear his voice warning me of dangers ahead. However, when those big trials in my life come up, I am quick to ask for his help to hold me and steady me. Even though I do this over and over, my Lord and Savior holds me each and every time and encourages me to make it up the hill with Him beside me.

Thank you Jesus for loving me unconditionally.