By G. P. Avants
“Daddy, there’s another one!”
“Under that wooden rail.”
“Oh, yes. It’s green with stripes. I’m just glad its not a snake.”
“Daddy, this bike ride is harder and longer than the last one.”
“I know but you’re doing so good.”
“How much farther?”
“A couple of more miles.”
“Oh…look there’s another lizard. That makes thirty-one.”
My baby is seven now. Where has the time gone? We all say that but, we know its been caught up in just daily living. When she first rode this lake she was attached on the back of my bike with a sort of tandem bike. We worked together to make the trip. So her efforts were a combined venture with mine.
This time she was on her own. Those hills and valleys were all her. So, like I told Autumn, this really was a big step for her. It was part of her taking some big strides and learning what endurance really takes out of us.
Life is not a quick sprint. It’s not an easy cotton candy stroll down the board walk in the cool of the day. No, its more of a marathon or a long bike ride. It will take us to places we never dreamed but, it will cost us in time, energy, and patience. The cost is high but, worth every penny of it. It requires that we grow and stretch beyond ourselves. That is if one wants to live a life that really God planned for us to live. Sometimes, we have to focus on the little things when the road gets to long or the hills get too steep. I am thankful for companions along the way and the chance to count skittering lizards to get our mind off how long the journey can become.
I smile. This trip will get easier the more she takes it. Her endurance will increase as she takes each new step or pushes each pedal around and around. The muscles strain and even her eyelids will sweat however, the price is worth the journey. I hope that I will be there to see her take on life in the same manner. Maybe someday she will be counting lizards or other wild creatures with her children as they begin their travels.
“There it is, Sweaty…”
“Just kidding. There’s the gate, Sweety. You made it!”
“I’m proud of you.”
“Thanks, Daddy. Oh look.”