Being
in school at a stretch makes one lose touch with something’s. For me one of the
things I almost totally lost touch with was how to ride a bicycle. So once I got
home and realized practically everyone was on a bike, the determination to get
back on it came to life.
I’ll
probably have to explain the whole process to make my point, but it’s definitely
worth it. So kindly read it all. Well there are three bicycles in the house
with various levels and degrees of riding. The first can be related to baby bear in “Goldie locks and the three bears”, second is the mama bear bike and the third is the father bear.
The first bike
(baby bear) isn’t a tiny bike that can’t
be ridden by an adult, considering the fact that I am small and cute I can say
that one pretty much suited my package.
Anyway starting
to ride again meant I had to start with the baby
bear and as the bible says “do not despise the days of small beginnings.” Don’t
really remember if I fell off the bike at any point, but the process was more
like an adult going back to preschool to learn alphabets. I sincerely had to
start from scratch, putting one leg on the floor a million times to balance and
almost forgetting the use of the breaks, having to concentrate and learn to
ride only in the compound to avoid any accidents whatsoever.
Few weeks in and I
was sincerely excited about the whole process and thou i had a few
bruises I wasn’t ready to stop. By now I had already gained full ground on how
to maneuver baby bear around and thus went on my first trip on the road. Talk
about the sense of freedom I felt being on the bike and out of the house. It was
simply thrilling and I couldn’t wait to get more of it.
Well since I
had gotten good grounds with baby bear, the next point of action was mama bear. On a normal day since mama bear was a tall mountain bike, she won’t
have been on my to-do list, but since I was going through a learning process
this was simply something I could not avoid.
On I went
on her the first day, and to the ground I came crashing, she was so tall I found
difficulty getting to sit right. Well after a while I did get to sit, but
paddling was another catastrophe, I began wondering if I had learnt anything at
all by riding baby bear, it just
seemed like mama bear was bringing
everything I did on baby bear down
and making it seem useless. I gave up on mama
bear a number of times and returned to baby bear to regain my confidence. But
each time, I realized that if I wanted to be good at what I was doing I had to
do it right.
So back on mama bear I would go and how delightful I was
when I conquered her, I rode her with even more confidence than baby bear, and even became determined
not to return to baby bear, as it
seemed like child’s play compared to this. I rode in the glory of mama bear for many days, almost not having
the desire to take the next step to father
bear.
To me for mother bear to have been unapproachable father bear was a taboo, but now mother bear was conquered and yet still father bear seemed farfetched for me. I rode
continuously in the glory of mama bear,
learning to forget the pains associated in continuously paddling the mountain
bike. With this bike I tried various things, and I rode freely, I kept my mind
focused on it and did not desire to either go back, or even tickle talk less of tackle father bear.
But judgment
day was coming, and on one of my riding days my father simply ordered me to
ride father bear. At first I simply
stare at him in open oblivion, and wondered what joke he is pulling on me, but
his face doesn’t cry out “I am joking” and this meant I simply had to ride. Taking
a first serious ride on this bike did not mean I was riding within the compound first, it
meant I was going in for the catch straight up.
I had my
fears, but I still picked the bike and drove out of the gate after my father. I
would not hesitate the say the shock I got on this bike; believe me when I say
it was a smooth ride. Apparently after having a go at baby bear and mama bear, father bear was just exciting, classical, I don’t even know
the words to explain how easy it was on that bike.
Father bear
represented the biggest of all, and even thou I was just a step away from getting
there I recall the fear I felt. Since I have finally been able to conqueror all
three bikes, picking up any and riding isn’t much of a problem, I have no limitations
to whichever I desire.
All these
came up as a lesson, one which we see in our very own Christian lives, the
entire growth process, with baby bear being us new in Christ moving around
almost hopeless and just desiring to grow no matter what “ if any man be in Christ,
he is a new creature…” 2 Cor 5:17.
Mama bear representing the next level we are
has Christian, how much we have grown and how it seems we are at the peak of it
all, how we desire to continue touching lives, and most often desire to remain
at that position.
Father bear on its own representing where we are to be, and how
smooth our Christianity goes once we attain that level desired for us by God.
As I always
say I am not innocent by saying I haven’t acted like this, even the story about
the bike plainly shows my fear. But has children of God we always have to
understand God’s desires for us and learn to accept them, sometimes it seems
far, it seems difficult, it seems unattainable but His word always remains when
he said “ For I know the thoughts I have for you, thought of good and not of evil,
to bring you to an expected end” Jer 29:11.
Baby bear is always the first step we have to
go though, mama bear the continuation
and father bear the final lap, but
many of us like to stop at mama bear not even willing to see what father bear has
to offer. But in most if not all instances, for us to conquer mother bear
means father bear is the going to be an easy ride.
Do not be
afraid to take on the next challenge in your Christian walk, or any aspect of
your life, God’s plan is always supreme and is always for good, keep trusting
Him and He would help you attain the optimal result.
Oh did i mention that I did get bruised after riding father bear, this was because I was so carefree about being able to cruise around at such ease I totally lost touch with my break. This simply signified that no matter how much it seems we are in control after getting to that point, we still always have to look up to God to keep us in control...
shalom