“Come on, Mrs. Hylton, you can do it!” my friend’s daughter said. I wasn’t sure. We’d joined the class together while my friend, Linda, tackled the grown-up part of the mountain.
Three hours into the ski class I’d fallen a dozen times–only when I tried to move. I was determined.
To graduate, I tackled the mini-mountain and only fell three times. Smiling from ear to ear we found Linda.
“We graduated and I made it down my first slope!”
“Great! How about we try this other slope?” She showed me a placemat-sized-map of the mountains and pointed to a slope halfway up the map. I searched the map trying to find the mini-mountain I’d conquered. I found it–a quarter of an inch from the bottom.
That’s how I feel about my faith. I’m on the proverbial bunny-slope. The placemat-of-faith looms before me. The multiple falls mock me.
Aren’t you ever going to get this right?
Thinking myself a giant in the faith only to realize I’m a light-weight.
But, it’s a start.
I’ve been praying a three-part prayer this last year: to know God better, for Him to go with me, and to see His glory. I’m beginning to understand my faulty view of both God and me. I made myself big and God small when in truth it’s the other way around. So He’s answering my prayer, just not how I expected.
But that is exactly how He works.
And did I mention grace? I’m just beginning to grasp its meaning.
Grace is helping me conquer the bunny slopes and moving me up the mountain. And it’s all done in love without a single critical word.
How’s your faith journey? Be encouraged, we serve a mighty, grace-giving, all-loving God.
Here’s a song I love to sing. Paste it into your browser and meditate on it today my friend.
And keep climbing.