holding on

we watched our nieces and nephew last night. my nephew, coleson, is about 10 months old. he is LOVING the stairs. so we would walk up behind him, ready to catch him if he fell. then he wanted to turn around and go down the stairs head first.

my husband held onto his pants and let him give it a try. he eventually realized that it was not a good idea, and cried out for help. we were there to comfort him, and laugh a little.

makes me think about god and us. as we begin to launch out in ways that are inapparently (is that a word?) dangerous to us, is he holding onto us and laughing a little bit (lovingly)?

just made me think, and brought a tear to my eye. i think he is there and gives us time and time again the opportunity to get it right.

in the book "the shack" it talks about how each of us has x amount of times it will take for us to learn a lesson. for some it might be 20 times. others it may take 50. but each time we are one step closer. it implies that god knows this and he says okay, only 19 more times until he/she learns the lesson. i'll try and find the quote and post it. it was powerful.