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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Confident (07/05/07)

TITLE: Wipe Those Tears Away
By R.K. Minor


Wiping Those Tears Away

Do you remember the day the training wheels came off your bicycle? I can remember it being a hot July day and I had peddled all afternoon. My Dad pulled into the driveway, after a hard day of work, and walked over to me as I peddled up and down the sidewalk.
“Son, I think it is time to try something,” Dad said, “Follow me to the garage.”
I followed Dad to the Garage and watched him pull the big door up and walk to his toolbox. He walked towards me with wrenches in hand, bent over, and started to loosen the bolts that held the training wheels on my bicycle.
“I think you are a big enough to learn to ride that bicycle without training wheels,” he said.

The wheels came off with several turns of the wrench and placed on his workbench. With me wobbling back and forth as I tried to get my balance, I pulled out of the garage. Dad grabbed the back of my banana seat and steadied me as I put both feet on the pedals. I remember the sound of Dad’s work shoes thumping the sidewalk, and the jingle of his keys and change, in his pocket, as he ran beside me, holding me up, and keeping me from falling.
“You got it, son,” Dad said, as I tried, for the first time, to steer and hold my balance.
I was pedaling along when I realized, the thumping of Dad’s shoes had stopped. I turned my head slightly to see where Dad was at and the handlebars twisted and down I went. Dad caught up with me and helped me up from my wreck.

Bending down on one knee, and checking me out, he saw that I had skinned both knees.
“Looks like we better go in and clean those knees out and get some band aids,” he said, “We can practice more after supper.”
I looked at my skinned knees and started to cry. Not because my knees were that bad, but my ego had taken a pretty good bruising itself. My Dad looked at me with a warm look on his face and started to wipe the tears away, that streamed down my face.
“It will be all right Son, lets go in and clean up, and after supper we can try again,” he said.

Today I think back on that and about how many times my Heavenly Father tells me: get up and try again, everything will be all right. Moreover, I think of the one day, that Revelation 21, tells us, “He will wipe every tear from my eyes.” With the blood of Christ, I am confident that my sins are washed away, and one day, God will wipe the tears from this sinners face.

They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things have passed away. Revelation 21:3b-4

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Dee Yoder 07/13/07
What a gem! Your writing paints very clear word pictures. I enjoyed reading every bit of your story. Thanks for sharing your talent!
Julie Ruspoli07/13/07
Very nice story, really enjoyed reading it. If you took out a few comma's it would flow 100%, but still very nice. Great job.
Beth LaBuff 07/16/07
I was cheering for the boy riding his bicycle without training wheels. I said "ouch" when he fell. (I remember those bikes with banana seats too. :)

I really like this sentence. "Today I think back on that and about how many times my Heavenly Father tells me: get up and try again, everything will be all right." Thanks for sharing this story.