I have a faint memory from childhood of having juggling balls. I remember looking at the direction book and practicing with them. I think I was able to get up to three balls. I was excited at what I could do, but when I tried the fourth ball, I became discouraged and quit.
Isn’t that how it is when we are trying something new or going through new experiences? We step out confident, and then that fourth ball comes into play and all of a sudden we are all fingers and toes and can’t hold onto anything.
How did this memory come back to me, you ask? Well, here is how it came back from the dark recesses of my mind. That mind of mine is a scary thing, as I really don’t have to let you know. I am certain you could perceive that from reading this blog!
Hubby and I are starting a new regiment in our old age. We are watching what we eat, how much we eat, when we eat and along with that, we are exercising. We had been faithfully walking until the rains hit starting a bit last week and continuing into this week. Knowing we couldn’t afford to just go to Costco and walk around there to get in our steps and exercise, we pulled out our Wii system that had been packed away since before we moved. Yes, we did move five years ago, but, let’s not get into that.
As we all know, Wii’s are those game systems that help you move. I did the normal favorites of mine, finding out I am much more unbalanced and slower than the last time I used it. Plus that Wii board groans when I step on it, which I personally think is very rude of it. Anyhow, I am going off on a tangent…
One of the games is hitting soccer balls with your head while trying not to get hit by random objects, mostly shoes or stuffed animals. I haven’t broken ten hits of the balls. I have, however been hit many times by shoes and stuffed animals. Each time you are hit with a shoe, the system makes a sound like a splat! The first time I played I was laughing so hard that there really was no way for me to hit the balls. I played a few more times just to keep laughing at myself.
Last night as I lay in bed I thought of that game and being hit by the shoes. That is when the memory of the juggling balls came to mind. The shoes were virtual, they really didn’t hit you or hurt you, but I still remember the feeling of the juggling balls that dropped on my toes. They fell with a thud and I felt each one on my feet.
As a child, I hurt each time I was hit by a flying ball. It must have hurt if I can still remember the feeling. That thought brought this thought to mind, as we get older, the things that are thrown at us can either continue to hurt or we can stand our ground and not have it affect us.
Juggling is not only about tossing balls into the air with a flourish, it is about concentration, ability, agility and confidence. I confess I possess little of what I just wrote. But, I do have the Lord on my side, who gives me all the concentration, ability, agility and confidence I need especially when life starts throwing not only balls, but random objects at me. I may not hit all the balls with grace, but I am learning how to dodge those random objects thrown my way. I may end up a bit bruised in the process, but, I am still standing and that my friends is victory.
Isaiah 43: 2 says: When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you.NLT
With having this assurance, I can stand, not only on that Wii board, but, in my daily routine and know that flying objects that appear out of nowhere trying to distract and discourage me won’t overthrow me.
Thanks for stopping by today, I appreciate your visit. Cathi (DAF)