David & Pecolia (my brother & sister in law) just had a baby girl. I was and am still excited for them. Until Parker arrived, thanks to having a house with nothing but boys, their house was filled with thunderous commotion just like a construction site. When I met Parker, she was so small and I was completely terrified to pick her up even though I really wanted to.
I watched my mother pick her up and hold her without hesitation. My sister was a true natural. And Chris has that special something, something that makes all babies fall asleep. But me, I just couldn't get over the idea of potentially dropping her and being the uncle that dropped his niece. At thanksgiving, "y'all remember when Tony dropped Parker?" At Christmas, "hide your babies, Tony's here and he drops babies." Anyway, an hour passed, I didn't even go near her. 3 hours passed and my little nephew David iii was feeding her. After some convincing from my nephew Miles who's 8 by the way, I decided to go for it. I sat down on the sofa, planted my feet, held my hands out, and held her. She opened her eyes, looked at me and smiled, well kind of. And within 3 minutes it was time for her to eat, she made sure we all knew it and I had to give her back to her mother.
I started to think about how I have allowed fear to stop me from making memories and having incredible experiences. More importantly, how many times have I taken so long to make a decision, that I missed an opportunity that was for me. I think if we let go of fear and activated our faith, we will be able to experience the fullness of what life has to offer. We won't have to wait 5 or 10 years, we will be able to experience that fullness now. I want to encourage this for 2020:
LESS FEAR MORE FAITH. Have a great day!