he raises his arms high above his head, v-shaped… soars down the hill on his bike… like a bird, wings outstretched. i watch him turn the corner, hands-free.

behind him i’m braking the whole way… afraid of falling.

i arrive anxious where he sits elated. “did you see me?” he asks, a little boy’s smile on his face. “no hands.”

“i braked the whole time,” i reply.

“you wasted lots of free gas,” he says.

we pedal home, quiet riders of the night, and i realize why i so often feel tired. stressed. i’m gripping life’s handle-bars too tightly… God wants me to let go. to raise my hands high, and rely on free gas. trusting him to keep me safe.



  1. Teneale said,

    August 18, 2009 at 1:41 pm

    I think you were smart in this case, to brake all the way down the hill. Trent is just a crazy! But I get what you are saying with this. Its hard to let go of the handlebars of life and let the air run freely through our fingers. But life is definetly a lot more exciting and fun if we do. Stress is so overrated! Hugs.

  2. Pairie Chick said,

    August 25, 2009 at 8:12 pm

    I had this EXACT same revelation one time!!! Your words just take up shop in my heart and make me feel all warm and fuzzy =)

  3. Denise said,

    September 5, 2009 at 4:40 am

    Oh I know what you mean! And, Emily, there is nothing like having a child to bring this point home. I think you’ll enjoy the ride though 🙂

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