With the triathlon looming our youngest insisted the training wheels come off and he was going to learn to ride his bike. There were lots of fearful tears and cries of I'm afraid and to be honest I was getting frustrated and needed a break.
After our ten minute cool down we were back in the garage getting the helmet and bike. I walked ahead of him and realized he was not following so I turned around and I saw my sweet boy on his knees praying, it is one of those moments that will be engraven on my memory and heart forever. It was such a sweet and humble reminder to me when we are afraid, struggling, sad, confused, heart broken, frustrated there is someone that understands 100%. We have a Heavely Father that knows us and loves us in our finest hour and our weakest moments, he is always there!
I'm reminded of the scripture in the New Testament, Matthew 18:3 "become as little children". It is in these moments I am grateful I am a mom to learn to become humble as a child, to learn to pray with such faith in the simplest things of my everyday life, to know He is there, He will bring peace to my heart, He can direct my path, and He can help me ride my bike(which he became a pro within 10 minutes of his prayer and I can say after I was completely calm and I knew exactly how to teach him).