"You're not 18, or 25 anymore."
I can imagine what my neighbors thought as they saw me rollerblading through the neighborhood.
As I was scanning through the skates at the store, an employee saw me trying them on and asked, "You skate?"
Of course I skate. Then I said a quick "Yes."
I do skate. Just haven't in 15 or more years.
So as I hurried to put my skates on after my 4 1/2 mile run, Emily runs out and says, "Mom, don't do this."
What?
I've got this and I proceeded to show off my skills.
I made it around the block went up a hill and realized that I was going to go faster downhill.
Something in me said "Take off the skates and walk down, but I ignored it.
It was God, I believe.
So as I went down I felt my heart racing and thought I was going to die. I was going about 45 miles an hour and I couldn't stop. There was a stop sign and I looked both ways.
"Lord, please don't let me get hit by a car."
Fear gripped me. Then I decided to let go. I decided that I was going to enjoy the ride. And I did. I went up my driveway and stopped on the grass. No injuries. And it was the greatest feeling in the world. The wind, the sun, today was just a beautiful day.
Are you afraid to do something because of fear?
God is always with us. I'm tired of the same boring run I do everyday.
I love skating. I love the way it makes me feel free as I glide on my skates. And if I die, I know that Jesus will meet me as I enter the gates of heaven.