Sunday's activities included a high ropes course entitled "The Leap of Faith".
I spent a good bit of time there - partly because both of my kids were there and partly because... well, we'll get there in the story....
"The Leap of Faith"
What was most interesting for me was the reactions of the kids.... Most were able to climb up just fine. My boy, once both feet were off the ground decided that this was not for him and turned back. (As his mother, I think that was a wise decision....)
A couple got to the perch,
My daughter climbed up and walked off. Not a bit of hesitation. But, not a chance at the knot either.
And then, there was this guy.
And, I wonder which of these I am. Am I the one who sits and screams when everyone looking on begins to pray that she'll slip or he'll push her? Or, am I the one who climbs and does basically what is asked, without reaping the full benefits because I have failed to truly trust, and leap beyond my comfort zone? Or, am I the one who truly leaps, who obtains the goal, and gets to the ground and says "YES! THAT was AWESOME!"
I know which one I would like to be.... I also know which other two I am most likely to resemble.
1 comment:
Oh my gosh! I had to do a zip line 2 years ago at the singles retreat i go on each year. it was the scariest thing i've ever had to do. i'd never do it again but i'm glad i tackled it!
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