Wednesday, August 24, 2016

A Couple Firsts, Prayer & Faith

So, school just went back into session for Mallorie it was her first day of second grade yesterday and boy was I nervous for her {mainly due to her switching to a new school & not being in the same class as her friends}! The whole morning was just an emotional roller-coaster for me. 
It finally hit me yesterday as I was helping Mallorie get ready for school, what a big girl she has become! As I was trying to help her with her clothes, hair & gathering the last of her things, I kept hearing her say {in the sweetest voice of course} "it's okay mom, I've got it".
I gotta admit it hurt my heart a little to hear her say that and acknowledging that she doesn't need me quite the same anymore. But another part of me swelled with pride, at how much she's grown just in the past year! Her maturity is well beyond her years, and she's so stinkin' smart & organized. I tell her all the time, I wish I was her, because she's so put-together and only 6 years old! Seriously though, I don't think I was quite as organized or on top of things until mid-way through high school:D! I'm so excited for what this year has in store for her! My only hope is that second grade will be kind to her!
Over the weekend Mallorie had another first! She competed in her first mini triathlon!
She was ecstatic, and couldn't wait to get started!
 I knew she really wanted to do it, but at the same time I knew she had a very simple understanding of what she had signed up for. And I was worried for her. I didn't want to persuade her not to do it or make her think she wasn't capable of this great feat, but at the same time I knew she would struggle, cry, and stumble along her course. And I wish I could fully prep her and take away the exhaustion and self doubt that would inevitably creep in along her journey.
 But I knew my part, and this little challenge was something she was excited for and wanted to complete. 

Before the race started, I couldn't help but reflect on how our Heavenly parents must have felt as we made our decision to come experience this journey we call life. We knew this was the plan, we were excited to do it, but we didn't know the depth of what we would be doing, feeling and enduring.
She was doing pretty good when she started her 2nd leg/the bike portion but I could tell she was getting tired. So, I decided to run alongside her and try and encourage her to keep going.
Mainly I tried reminding her of how strong she was, and that she could do hard things. But at one point near the end, she was noticeably upset and very thirsty -she wanted to stop and she was so close to finishing that leg and reaching the water-station. I tried to keep her distracted by sharing some of my experiences with long distance running and how when I felt I couldn't go any further, I'd say a prayer. And, so I asked her if she would like to say a prayer to Heavenly Father for strength. She nodded and I said a little prayer. It was like day & night- the difference the prayer made was very noticeable in her countenance, attitude, and will power. It was such a special little moment and I'm so glad I was next to her to witness it!
 I am so grateful that we don't have to do life all alone, that we can be comforted and reminded of our bond & ties to a Heavenly Father {who wants the best for us and is helping us as much as he can. Time & time again I'm reminded that we need to seek him, he's always there waiting to bless us, but we need to think of him more often, trust in him more, and want him in our lives!
 I'm so glad I didn't talk her out of this race/challenge/opportunity because I know I would have robbed her of something very special in doing so! I know what she felt & learned on Saturday was profound and she will remember it as she gets older and continues to develop her love & testimony of Christ & our Heavenly Father.
 I'm such a proud momma you guys! Not because of this specific race Mallorie was able to complete, but because she is learning how to navigate through life with faith-trusting in the right people:). 

Being a mother is truly the best calling I have ever held! The hardest for sure, but the most rewarding! 
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