“If you want a bicycle, you have to learn to ride first. Second, you have to save your money,” my Daddy said to me when I was about 9 years old.
How I was going to learn to ride without a bicycle was a mystery to me. But, the boy next door had a bicycle and my friend had one. One day, the boy next door brought his big boys bicycle up to my front yard.
“Okay, you can see if you can ride my bicycle but you better not wreck it,” the neighbor boy said to me.
How I was going to learn to ride without a bicycle was a mystery to me. But, the boy next door had a bicycle and my friend had one. One day, the boy next door brought his big boys bicycle up to my front yard.
“Okay, you can see if you can ride my bicycle but you better not wreck it,” the neighbor boy said to me.
I looked at his big bicycle with the bar from the seat to the handlebar area.
“No way, I’m gettin’ on that big thing,” I told him,” if I never learn to ride!”
“Okay, you had your chance,” he said, turning his bicycle around and heading back home.
I was so unhappy. My friends could all ride and there I sat on our front porch just watching them ride by. Of course, they were nice enough to wave to me as they past.
Eventually, I got up the nerve to try to ride. My friend had a girls bicycle and I promised her I would be very careful if she would let me see if I could ride it. Of course, the boy next door had to come and watch me make a fool of myself to his amusement. So, with them holding the seat on each side and me setting astraddle the seat, off we went down across the yard.
“Don’t you DARE turn loose, you two,” I shouted.
“Oh, we won’t”, they said, laughing all the while.
Of course, both of them turned loose at the same time and there I was wobbling from side to side and screaming for all I was worth! I took my feet off the pedals because they were turning so fast. Of course, they were hitting my legs, WHAM, WHAM, WHAM! In front of me was a drive way with a curb and a drop off into the neighbor’s yard and a little tree to the right. It was my choice which I took but I knew I was going down. Sure enough, into the tree I went and over onto the grass. My pride was hurt; my knee was skinned and my shirt was grass stained. But, my friend’s bicycle survived. I suppose if I hadn’t wanted to ride so badly, I would have given up. But, I didn’t. We tried again the next day and within a few days, I was able to keep the two wheels under me instead of on top of me.
Persistence in some things is worthwhile. My persistence in continuing to practice until I mastered the art of riding paid off because I enjoyed a lot of years riding my bicycle around the neighborhood and even to school and back.
How persistent are we with our bible study. A lot of times because we don’t always understand what we read, it’s very easy to just give up. However, if we ask God to open our minds and our hearts; get a version that is easy to understand, God will show us the things in His word that He knows we need.
“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 1:2-4 NIV
“No way, I’m gettin’ on that big thing,” I told him,” if I never learn to ride!”
“Okay, you had your chance,” he said, turning his bicycle around and heading back home.
I was so unhappy. My friends could all ride and there I sat on our front porch just watching them ride by. Of course, they were nice enough to wave to me as they past.
Eventually, I got up the nerve to try to ride. My friend had a girls bicycle and I promised her I would be very careful if she would let me see if I could ride it. Of course, the boy next door had to come and watch me make a fool of myself to his amusement. So, with them holding the seat on each side and me setting astraddle the seat, off we went down across the yard.
“Don’t you DARE turn loose, you two,” I shouted.
“Oh, we won’t”, they said, laughing all the while.
Of course, both of them turned loose at the same time and there I was wobbling from side to side and screaming for all I was worth! I took my feet off the pedals because they were turning so fast. Of course, they were hitting my legs, WHAM, WHAM, WHAM! In front of me was a drive way with a curb and a drop off into the neighbor’s yard and a little tree to the right. It was my choice which I took but I knew I was going down. Sure enough, into the tree I went and over onto the grass. My pride was hurt; my knee was skinned and my shirt was grass stained. But, my friend’s bicycle survived. I suppose if I hadn’t wanted to ride so badly, I would have given up. But, I didn’t. We tried again the next day and within a few days, I was able to keep the two wheels under me instead of on top of me.
Persistence in some things is worthwhile. My persistence in continuing to practice until I mastered the art of riding paid off because I enjoyed a lot of years riding my bicycle around the neighborhood and even to school and back.
How persistent are we with our bible study. A lot of times because we don’t always understand what we read, it’s very easy to just give up. However, if we ask God to open our minds and our hearts; get a version that is easy to understand, God will show us the things in His word that He knows we need.
“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 1:2-4 NIV
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