Six weeks ago we bought our 5 year-old (Caleb) his first bicycle. On Sunday, we bought our 3 1/2 year-old (Elijah) his first bicycle. His tricycle just couldn’t keep up with his big brother’s bike. He was getting tired of pedaling fast and going nowhere and we were getting tired of waiting for him to catch up.
Every evening we can be found touring our neighborhood at speeds that only a 5 and 3 1/2 year old could call fast. We wave at neighbors, brake for frogs, turtles, and rabbits, and occasionally run into each other and get our pedals and spokes tangled. It has become the highlight of my day.
Last night, we were struggling to climb a hill. As Caleb and I passed Elijah, he said, “Daddy, I’m not giving up!”
Telling Stories, Asking Questions, Learning Lessons
words to live by…
Holy moments those are, Wade!
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Wade, very powerful moment that must have been between father and son. Awsome words to hear. Just as God loves it when we say them too.
Thank you for sharing your personal, powerful story with us. May we be inspired to not give up when life seems like an uphill fight.
Sounds like your evening and ours are the same. Jacob just learned how to ride a bike 2 nights ago. Being the 3rd boy he tries very hard to keep up with the other two. Sure is fun seeing them all ride as Susie and I walk.