You know, there was no way I was getting on that roller-coaster with my son, but I have to say, it was a delight to see that face. Delight, not terror. Joy, not fear. I wonder if I can be fearless like that about life. Okay, I can’t ride a roller-coaster, that’s not ever happening again, I can’t even look up at one without getting weak in the knees… but I can be fearless about the things that matter. Filled with faith in God’s provision, not fear that everything will go wrong… stuff like that.
Be fearless… and laugh loud, too, it helps, as you can see.