I watched some toddlers on the beach this morning. They wanted to jump into the water, but were a bit frightened by the size of the waves. Each time they advanced, a wave would push them back to the beach. Finally their mother took each by the hand and walked into the water with them, holding tightly. Together they were able to repel the waves, and shouts of joy signaled their fun. Like those toddlers, I’m often afraid to move forward, feeling the waves push me back. I cower on the shore until I turn and see I’m not alone, I reach out for your hand, Lord, and accept your presence and guidance. Together we advance in the direction you would have me go. Thank you for being there to help me when I try to move forward, giving me your strength, your courage, and your love. Amen.