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The loud noise and screams suddenly coming from upstairs caused immediate panic.
That morning my daughter had set out to run a few miles on our treadmill. Everything was going just fine until the worst happened.
She lost her focus, then her balance, and stumbled. The treadmill violently threw her off and trapped her between the mat, the floor and the wall. She managed to wiggle free, but not before the treadmill wreaked havoc on her back, legs and arms.
When tears dried and Band Aids had been gently placed over the raw wounds, I asked her how the accident happened. It turned out she had a lot going on besides just running. For example, a blaring television, incoming text messages (which of course needed urgent attention), a loose shoelace and fatigue in her legs.
There were a lot of distractions that caused her to fall, and she was too weak to regain her balance. She vowed then and there to never get back on another treadmill. Ever.
My daughter's tumble is a lot like what happens in our Christian walk. We fully intend to stay focused on Christ, but life's distractions cause us to shift our focus, stumble in our faith and leave us feeling too beaten down to get back up.
Matthew 14:29 shows us how Peter took a tumble of sorts when he lost his focus. Peter and the disciples were caught in a terrible storm with their boat being tossed around by torrential waves. When Peter saw Jesus standing on the water, he asked to do the same thing. Let's pick up the story there: "'Yes, come,' Jesus said. So Peter went over the side of the boat and walked on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw the strong wind and the waves, he was terrified and began to sink. 'Save me, Lord!' he shouted" (Matt. 14:29-30).
When waves of fear, insecurity, discouragement or stress crash around me, I stumble too. These quickly become my focus instead of fixing my eyes on Jesus. Without fail, I sink under the weight of these circumstances and fall.
My "fall" looks like this: instead of praying, I worry about my dad's health. Rather than praising God and looking to Him for provision, I stress about paying bills. And instead of trusting He will help me complete a task at hand, I doubt if I'm able to get everything on my agenda done. All these distractions pull me down and pull my faith away from Jesus.
Here is the amazing thing about Jesus. When Peter began sinking, he cried out for Jesus to save him. And Jesus did. Just as Jesus didn't hesitate to pull Peter out of the rough waves, He will pull you and me back too as soon as we ask.
Life has stormy seasons. Unexpected health diagnoses', years when children decide to walk away from the Lord, rough patches in our marriage ... all cause waves of doubt, stress, worry or fear. These can cause us to stumble and fall if we only focus on them.
The best place to fix our eyes is on Jesus. He's our peace, source of hope, and the One person we can trust will always be there for us. And when we do fall, as soon as we call out to Him, He'll pick us up.
Dear Jesus, I confess I lose focus on You while running through the distractions of life. I have fallen many times. Help me to trust and have faith in You, and avoid letting life distract me from Your truths. Amen.
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In Romans 14, Paul shares practical guidance for navigating situations like this, where people who love the Lord come to different conclusions about how they should conduct themselves. The Christians in Rome were arguing over things like what foods they can and cannot eat, and which days they should set aside as holy.
Despite this, the disagreement around inconsequential day-to-day conduct caused great division. Paul wrote to the Romans to encourage them to set their judgment aside and learn to love one another. He urged them to respect those who might not be fully walking in this new freedom, and consider how it might be most edifying to abstain from or limit themselves for the sake of another. The idea is that we must be willing to give things up if it hinders our fellow brother or sister, or causes them to stumble (Romans 14:13).
There are going to be times when exercising freedom in our own clear conscience causes someone else anxiety or pain. We have to be sensitive to this, because if we proceed down this course, we are no longer acting in love (Romans 14:15). We should make every effort to do what leads to peace and mutual edification (Romans 14:19).
Though I feel no personal conviction about abstaining from alcohol, my husband does, and I found that sometimes when I drink, it acts as a stumbling block for him, causing distress and unrest. As a result, I now avoid drinking for the most part.
All food is clean, but it is wrong for a person to eat anything that causes someone else to stumble. It is better not to eat meat or drink wine or to do anything else that will cause your brother or sister to fall. (Romans 14: 20b-21)
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For every hard part I share, I experience a painful blow as I continue to push forward through each stumble. I want to stop sharing so I can stop hurting. But I keep going because I know I have a story that many can relate to and prayerfully find resource.
Thus my grandmother and great-grandmother proxied my mom, mentoring and grooming me to be God-fearing, educated, well-rounded, and respectful. I went to church regularly, including bible camps and Sunday school. I went to school, making the honor roll as I partook in a higher-learning curriculum, participated in intramurals, and began to explore my passion through varied academia offered throughout elementary and middle school.
High school was where I discovered my passion for learning and when I feel I became my true self. I tested into a school that practiced the classical-education model. We studied various languages like Latin, Greek, and French, discussed philosophy and theory, and had accelerated courses like Calculus and college preparatory studies. This educational upbringing instilled in me the belief that knowledge is power but becomes even more powerful with application. What we teach is important, yes, but I believe we should question whether the material empowers students to want to learn even more.
One inescapable aspect of our human experience is that at some point in time, we experience weakness. No matter how strong you think you are, there comes a time when it is not enough. If you walk long enough, you will eventually stumble and fall; if you are fortunate, you will be able to get back up again. The first time I fell this past Tuesday, I pulled a quadricep.
I was out on a field trip with the local BLUE Missionsteam here in the Dominican Republic. The task for the day was to plot the route of a future aqueduct that, once completed, would provide nearly 400 families with water. Essentially, we needed to trek to the clean water source and then hike back out, measuring the distance as we went. I hope to never complain about a switchback trail again, because I can say definitively that the alternative of simply traversing steep inclines is far more grueling, especially when instead of a well-maintained path you have loose and uneven soil underfoot. Question for Fitbit: does time spent scrambling uphill on all fours count toward your 10,000 steps?
So I walked, I crawled, I climbed, I slid, I fell. Most of the times, I landed on soft soil. As I write this I have only two significant bruises coming up on my right waist and elbow. I have lots of minor cuts and scratches on my hands, most of which probably came from various plants I clung to for support.
This is not a story about personal triumph though, but acknowledging weakness. The only reason I was eventually able to succeed was because of those who offered me help and accompanied me on the way. Several people literally offered a hand to help me up steep inclines, which I had to accept once. A few stayed back with me when my pace slackened and took me on a less arduous route. One person made me a walking stick. Two shared wild fruit with me that they found in the trees. Even when I was separated from the group, I knew I was never alone. If weakness allowed me to experience this concern, what a blessing it was. If acknowledging weakness without shame allowed me to find the next necessary wave of strength, may I carry the lesson forward for years to come.
In these moments, our communication usually begins to stumble. Instead of mutual understanding, we dig in our heels in and sound the alarm. It would be important to be able to process your own emotions first, to free up bandwidth to focus our attention to thinking and communication as well. The return of rational thinking is achieved by breathing, taking space and talking about things.
I checked The Oxford Dictionary of English Etymology out of the library and began researching. The tumble (fall helplessly, sudden downfall) crumble (fall into small pieces, disintegrate) stumble (fall, blunder) bumble (proceed unsteadily, blunder) are all verbs, all describe falling in some way; all originated in Middle English, with Old English, Old High German, Old Norse roots before that.
Perry Zurn is a professor of philosophy at American University; Dani Bassett is a professor of bioengineering at the University of Pennsylvania. They are also identical twins, growing up collaborating together on all kinds of learning adventures, and have now identified three patterns of curiosity that are universal over cultures over thousands of years: the busy body, the hunter, the dancer.
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