
No...Im not going to sing Miley Cyrus. Your welcome
Yesterday I took Mr.J to a birthday party at one of those lovely indoor gyms with a ton of different inflatables. They really are lovely places, just maybe not on a Saturday...but I digress.
One of their new attractions? was this crazy thing they nicknamed the "spiderweb" & the main goal was for the kids to climb through the levels of "web" (the black criss-crossed ropes) by scaling the side, using the yellow rope-sewen wall as foot guides midway to the red bar (the pipe railing that ran around)...to make a long story short, the kids had to climb the spiderweb.
Mr.J was excited to try. As he waited for his turn he bounced around on the trampoline bottom (ya know, for soft landings) & giggled. He really couldnt wait to have a go at it. His turn comes up & he starts off a little shaky, unsure, but after some initial guidance from the attendant & myself he flys, & I do mean flys, up that web. He makes it to just one level before the top, SO close!
It got me to thinking about everything that went into him accomplishing that task. (I blame activity analysis) Aside from the obvious physical requirements that it took, it took something else much bigger from this 4 year old.
The trust that went into that activity was astounding. He had to first trust others: myself & the attendant giving him verbal instructions. Not every 4 year old can trust everyone they come in contact with & while Mr.J & I have a deep relationship he had only just met the girl working at the gym.
Then this boy, who is so little yet somehow larger than life at the same time, had to trust himself: at 4 years old he had to put trust in himself that he was making the right decisions & choices. He had to trust that he could do it & wouldnt fall. Some adults cant trust themselves. A child could...think about it...(ahem, childlike faith...)
After the trust, Mr.J had to have faith, surely! Without faith there is no hope, & without hope there is no reason to strive for anything.
Im pretty sure I just came up with that off the top of my head, that or I heard it on an episode of Grey's Anatomy...
In his goal to get to the top Mr.J had faith in his strengths & abilities & the faith then instilled in him peace. Peace in the knowledge of the barrier of protectiveness around him that would be sure to catch him if & when he happened to fall.
He knew that he was safe. There was no fear.