My wife Angela grew up in a family that believed in playing even harder than they worked, and they did so (and still do) on dirt bikes.
For the first while I didn’t ride aggressively enough to make the bike go where I wanted to end up; even thought I was “in control” I felt more like a passenger along for the ride. Depending on what I rode over/into, and how fast I was going, these “obstacles” had the potential to re-direct, stop abruptly, or in combination of the first two, injure me dearly.
I would often get going too fast for comfort as I went up hills, jumped over logs, rocks, or ruts. I would often hang on and hope for the best as the bike dropped into a rut and was forced to follow the tracks of the riders previous to me. This was terrifying at times.
I remember Angela telling me numerous times that the bike would take me anywhere, I just needed to provide the direction, throttle (or brakes), and to be able to hang on. (This is both exhilarating, and terrifying.) A dirt bike is specifically designed to climb hills, chew through mud, and scream down the straight-a-ways at breakneck speeds.
I also learned that you don’t put your feet down when riding; contrary to what feels natural, this is how you keep your balance, and stay in control. It took me a long time to learn this one, as I would put my feet down often when it seemed like I was slipping around. I didn’t have enough confidence in the bike or my own skill to keep them planted on the foot-pegs. I also learned what the bike sounded like when it was in power band (the optimum RPM range.) I had to listen to the engine to know when I should down-shift, up-shift, brake, or crack the throttle.
However, as I became more confident, my riding style became a bit more aggressive, and I began to utilize the bike’s controls more. As long as I could hang on, (it’s harder than it sounds at times…) I found these things to be true! It would go anywhere I had the courage to let it take me! I began to test my limits more often, trying things that moved me out of my comfort zone. I soon realized that I could shift my weight, lean the bike, and it would effortlessly follow the path the front tire was taking. The bike knew what it was doing; I just needed to know how to operate it!
Just like the bike will take me anywhere I point it, it’s the same with God’s Word. God’s Word cannot return void (Is 55:11), it cannot fail (Ps 119:89), and when applied correctly we will conquer that treacherous hill every time (2 Chron 20:15.)
I know that I can trust the Word of God; I have seen it working in my own life as well as the lives of others. Just like I have seen a more experienced rider take my bike up a hill “I” couldn’t climb, the bike knew what to do. Like the Word of God; it responds to the motions of the operator. The mindset, experience, agility, confidence, and the skill of the rider all play a role in the results.
These are the same variables in our daily lives; our expectations, our faith (or lack of), confessions, and actions can have a drastic effect on the outcome of our situations.
The Word of God mixed with our faith (Heb 4:2) will get us through anything.
What is it that is stopping you from climbing that hill?
A lack of confidence?
Lack of experience?
Whatever it might be, choose today to aggressively apply the Word of God to your situation, mix it with your faith, and hang on! The mountains in front of you will melt like wax, and God will give you the victory. His Word says so!
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