3 times actually.
And after that, my confidence was gone.
We had taken bikes up the gondola and were riding them down the mountain. There were lots of switch backs and rocks and dirt to contend with, but it was beautiful.
The first run was flawless. So. Much. Fun.
But the second time was very different.
Honestly I should have called it a day. But even though my legs were fatigued… I didn’t want to admit my 46 years might be slowing me down.
As we started down the second time, my sister and I got into one of our laughing fits.
It’s so ridiculous.
I laugh because she is laughing… and she laughs because I am laughing. We totally feed off each other, and usually end up with aching bellies and tears rolling down our cheeks.
So we’re laughing like little old ladies, and then —> pain. I lose focus and fall off my bike, landing in a pile of rocks.
Oh, and did I mention we decided against knee and arm pads? “No thanks, Mr. bike-rental-dude. We don’t need that kind of protection. We never fall.”
Don’t they say pride goes before the fall?
Yeah. I thought so.
Anyway… I ripped my favorite pair of yoga pants, cut my leg and arm, tweaked my shoulder, and damaged my ego. But being the trooper I am, I got back on the bike and started down again.
And then I fell as I rounded a hard s-curve.
And then again a bit farther down the mountain, this time with some good speed behind me.
Why did I keep falling? It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I got up – again – and rather than get back on my bike, I started walking it down the blasted mountain. Needless to say, the fun was finished. The majesty of the mountain was missing. My confidence had crumbled. I was battered… bruised… and terribly ticked off.
Life can be like that, you know.
You can be going along enjoying it… joyful… cheerful… carefree… light… and then without warning, it all changes.
– Your husband has an affair.
– The test results are concerning.
– Your child makes a painful life-changing decision.
– You lose your job and can’t pay the bills.
– A friend betrays your trust.
And you fall. Hard.
The Enemy puts an unexpected s-curve in your path, and it trips you up. You get up, wipe the dust off yourself only to be tripped up again… and again.
We feel defeated in an instant, and wonder …
“Why me? Why again? Where’s God?”
We moan and groan and complain. The pity party begins and it’s filled with drama and hopelessness, and we milk sympathy from everyone around us. We sit in our crap (yes, I said it) and long for better days.
Girls… why are we surprised when life causes us to tumble?
We’re not promised an easy, comfortable life. We’re not “owed” anything. Loving Jesus doesn’t exempt us from pain.
As a matter of fact, quite the opposite.
“In this godless world you will continue to experience difficulties. But take heart! I’ve conquered the world.” (John 16:33)
In other words, we need to know it’s coming – troubles, trials, tribulation and tension.
We live in a world that’s out of alignment with Jesus and His way of life. Many don’t know Him, and so when life knocks them down… they stay down.
But as Christ-followers, we must find the courage to get back up time after time after time.
Why? Because we have faith.
Because He will.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:5-6)
Girls, when has He not?
The Enemy doesn’t win. Our struggles are not bigger than God. He has plans to prosper us.
So get up.Life can be so good until it isn’t. But let’s remember… God is always in the isn’t.
©2013 Carey Scott