Our kids participated in a triathlon camp this summer at our
local YMCA and loved it. Now they are sold on it and are training for a kid's triathlon that's coming up in a couple of weeks.
Yesterday I did a bike ride with them after school. Noah, our
10-year-old, wanted me to take my road bike because it has a “speedometer” on
it. Periodically he’d ask about our speed and distance. He seemed content that
we were averaging 10mph, however, each time I looked back at them, both kids
appeared to be on a leisure stroll, not a training ride. So I asked if we
should bump it up to 12mph or more.
“No, I don’t think I go that fast,” he spouted. Noah is our conservative
child. His mind was telling him to keep it safe but I knew he could
handle it. So I did the obnoxious mom thing and gradually began upping the pace 10, 11, 12 mph...looking
back periodically to see how they were doing. I kept us there for a few minutes
and checked again – they still appeared to be on a joy ride.
“How you guys doing?”
“Great!”
“We’re going 15 mph!”
“No way!! I didn’t think I could go that
fast!” Confidence was building and it shown in his eyes.
Numbers can be intimidating. They give us a concrete goal
that we either do or do not meet. They can inspire us to push our self beyond
old limitations. At the same time, they can also paralyze us if the hurdles
before us are too daunting. Doubt takes over and it pollutes our vision and it's hard to move forward.
God didn’t create us for mediocrity. Jesus told us we’d do
greater things than He. But, there is wisdom found in realistiic goal setting. Growing
up, I wanted to be the first female, professional soccer player but my genes
thwarted that one. Just because we want to do or become something doesn't necessarily make pursuing it a wise use of our time and effort.
How are we to balance goals that lead us to the greatness God
created us for without misleading ourselves?
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