what if I fallDo you remember your first bicycle, the one with the training wheels? I can remember so clearly riding that bike on the sidewalk in front of my house…back and forth, again and again. It was great fun and I didn’t worry that I would fall because, after all, I had those training wheels there to keep me steady.

It’s good to have supports in place to help hold us when we’re not quite sure of our footing.  Sometimes we fail to move beyond those temporary supports because we have a fear of falling. We convince ourselves that we are in a good place, protected from hurts, disappointments and failures. But, what we fail to realize is that we are letting fear hold us in that beginner’s stage. We limit ourselves to only dreaming about what could be, instead of taking a leap of faith and starting a journey toward bigger and better things.

There comes a point when your desire to grow must outweigh your fear of falling. I can remember my father removing the training wheels from my bike…he held on to the seat to steady me as I began to ride. It took a few attempts, but finally he let go and I was able to balance on my own. That was a great feeling; I felt proud of myself and gained confidence as I went along. I was a little wobbly at first, but that didn’t matter because I was holding my own and I had moved to a new level.

It may be a little scary to move out of our comfort zone, but at some point we all have to conquer our fear in order to experience growth. We want to do more in our lives, and our church, than just dream of what could be; we want to experience new things and new heights. So…what if I fall? Well, at least I will have made the attempt; I will have experienced the journey, and I will have a story to tell. If I fall, I will pick myself up, dust myself off, and keep moving forward. How about you?