My six year old niece Aubrey turned six in September. She insisted on waiting until I got back from California to go ice skating to celebrate. So we went the other night. It was a blast. She chose her cousin Emma, brother Bryson, and friend Libby to come along. It was so fun to watch these first timers take the ice.
As I watched Libby learn, I was challenged. You see, Libby was the one to fall the hardest, yet she kept jumping up. She would barely flinch at her tumbles onto the cold, hard ice. She quickly figured out how to get her awkward sharp skates behind her and get up by herself. Libby was unafraid, and more aware of the new adventure at hand than the number of times she fell.
I couldn’t help but think about the ministry training I am currently doing. One of the leaders says, we must fail 3x before we can pass the school. They tell us faith is spelled R-I-S-K. We need to be able to take risks in order to really see His kingdom come here on earth as it is in Heaven.
By the end of the night, Libby was barely holding out in the wall, and spending most of her time in the middle of the ice. We practically had to pull her off the ice to eat dinner (after and hour and a half, with no break). Her falls were few and far between. She learned the art of balancing.
And he said: “I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”