There’s always a new thing to learn. Sometimes its fun, this new venture, and God is so gracious to give the tools to get started.

Things start a bit wobbly, but with a smooth path the breeze sends me a kiss.

A hill stands in the way, and I pump my legs until they burn.
They ache and tremble with the effort,
So I rest, and try again the next day.
And the next,
and the next, until that ache turns into solid strength.

I can go against the wind now, and there’s joy in that.

When I think of the next mountain, I realize that my best tools are the ones made through the pain.

And I begin again.

He gives strength to the weary and increase the power of the weak.

Even youths grow tired and weary,

and young men stumble and fall;

but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.

They will soar on wings like eagles;

they will run and not grow weary,

they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:29-31