I practically grew up in a
canoe. From a very young age, my father
took my brother and me canoeing. We often
rivers like the South Anna, the North Anna, and the mighty James. I learned how to canoe at 4-H camp, and perfected
each type of stroke through hours of practice.
Then, I grew up. As an adult, I
neither had a canoe nor borrowed a friend’s.
For a very, very long time. Then,
a friend of mine took me canoeing a few years ago, and it was like beginning
again. I had to re-learn the strokes,
and how to keep my balance. With my
friend, I regained the ability that I thought I had lost. The good news is that it could be done. This week, I bought my own canoe. I was so excited to use it for the first
time!
The redneck way I carried my canoe home from the store |
Before my
initial excursion, I had a phone conversation with my brother, a former canoeing
instructor. He asked me if I remembered
the J-stroke, the Crosshand Draw, and a few others. I couldn’t remember any of them by name, but
I didn’t want to admit it to him. “Of
course I know those strokes,” I told him. And I wasn’t lying. The first time I took my new canoe out with
my son, I navigated the boat perfectly.
Even though I couldn’t remember the strokes by name, I knew every one of
them. With my friend, I had practiced them
to the point that they had become muscle-memory, and I could execute them
without really thinking about them very much.
Even though I had forgotten how to paddle, my friend had encouraged me and
helped me re-learn what I’d forgotten.
Recently,
my wife Beth has been visiting the bicycle section at various department stores
where we shop. She’s begun to look with nostalgia
at the bikes on the rack, and wonder whether she might be able to ride again
after so many years. Everybody has heard
the expression, “It’s like riding a bike,” which means, “This is something that
you never really forget how to do, or at least it’s something you can re-learn
quickly.” If she decides to buy herself
a bike, I suppose she’ll find out that riding a bike really is like riding a
bike.
For a lot
of people, going to church is like my canoe or Beth’s bike. For one reason or another, they grew up and
got out of the habit. They told
themselves that it was for kids, or that they’d outgrown the need for
church. It may have been second nature
when they were growing up, but now they’ve been away for so long that they
worry what might happen if they darken the door again. Will they be able to keep their balance? Will they figure out how to navigate the
unfamiliar waters of church once more?
Let me
tell you, getting back to church is like riding a bike. If you’ve been away for awhile, you may think
you’ve forgotten what to do when you’re there.
But once you return it’ll be like you never left. Job 22.23 (NIV) says, “If you return to
the Almighty, you will be restored.” Like
paddling a canoe, you’ll find that when you return to the Lord it doesn’t take
long to regain what you’ve forgotten. I
hope you’ll return and re-learn. It’s going
to be a great ride!
1 comment:
Sure you can do a crosshand draw, but do you remember how to do a pry?
Seriously, bro, good post.
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