The other night I went ice skating with the young women in our church. My first inclination was to sit on the side lines and watch them have fun. That was what I did when I helped drive my granddaughter and her friends to go ice skating for her birthday a couple of months ago. I just sat and watched and kept thinking I should join the fun, but I didn't
This time I resisted holding myself back and worrying about getting hurt; and although I had to skate the first lap hanging on the wall, I finally got a little braver and actually glided out with the big kids. Life is to be lived not watched. I loved that little bit of courage that I felt stepping out of my comfort zone.
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