The Skating Party (Repost)

(Originally posted on 5/12/09)
I wrote this post last Saturday. I don’t know what came over me. I was sitting there watching my daughter skate, when I had an overwhelming desire to write about it. I wasn’t going to post it here. Mostly because it is such an obvious rip-off of Billy Coffey’s writing style, and it’s not like I even come close to being that kind of writer. So I sent it to Billy for grins. He asked me to post it. Actually, he TOLD me to post it. And you know me. I always do what I’m told. So, here’s my story, subtitled “Billy Coffey couldn’t come up with a title”.


I’m sitting on the top row of bleachers at an arena with a skating rink right smack in the middle. I was smart enough to wear jeans, not smart enough to wear sleeves. I am freezing. I hate being cold and I am very uncomfortable. Still, I find myself smiling.

I am watching my daughter attend her first ice skating party.

After 30 minute of professional instruction on how best not to crack your tailbone, the pack of ten 7 and 8 year old girls are released onto the open ice. They are cautious at first, clinging to the edge of the rink, gradually increasing in speed and confidence.

Eventually, my daughter makes her way to the center of the ice – a proud moment for her and for her mama. She is surrounded by her little friends, some cling to her and cause her to fall down, other more experienced skaters help her up and encourage her to keep going. Ten little girls with varying degrees of skill and natural abilities. Yet, there they are, skating together and having fun.

My journey of faith has been much like this little skating party. Still is.

When I first gave my life to Christ, I greatly benefited from the guidance of mature Christians. They lead me to which scriptures I should study first and were great examples of how to live. I was excited to join the party, but still clung cautiously to the safety and comfort of my old self. I suppose I still do that to a certain extent.

I was sort of like those little girls grabbing on for support. The problem with that is, if you grab onto someone who is only slightly more steady than you are, often you cause them to slip and fall as well. It is best to reach out to someone with a more mature, stable faith.

As I became more familiar with His Word and more involved in church, I became more confident. I was no longer clinging to others. I’m not sure when it happened, but at some point I became one of the ones who helped people up. Not because I am even close to what most would consider a model Christian, but because I began to understand to depth of His grace. Having lived a life far apart from God, I hope this level of understanding gives me compassion for those who are struggling to understand it. That’s what I pray for, anyway.

I am venturing out to the middle of the rink, knowing that my friends will be there to help me up when I fall. Knowing that ultimately, God is in control. I’m proceeding with cautious optimism, with faith and hope in Him.

I will probably never be a great skater with impressive spins and jumps. The times in my life when I have allowed myself to believe that? That’s usually about the time I get plowed down by the Zamboni machine…

The Fellowship of the Believers
They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved.

(Acts 2:42-47)

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8 Responses to “The Skating Party (Repost)”

  1. Bridget Chumbley October 3, 2009 at 1:22 am #

    >I'm so glad Billy used his bullying skills to get you to post this.

    I really enjoyed it, and boy can that Zamboni machine be brutal!

  2. Heather Sunseri October 3, 2009 at 6:45 am #

    >I love that! And being plowed by the Zamboni machine is a great visual that will probably haunt me for years to come, because I so often feel that way. I'm so thankful that God is there with me even when I've been flattened.

    Thanks to Billy for telling you to post that.

  3. Shark Bait October 3, 2009 at 8:11 am #

    >Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

    Billy understood that.

    And I hope you do as well.

    Because I am so stealing this one for my next bible study manual. 🙂


  4. Doug Spurling October 3, 2009 at 11:14 am #

    >Kathy, you always do this. Yesterday raw meat and tweets – I was thinking what in the world kinda filler is this. And then holy smokes you pull a beautiful work of art out of your hat. I should say out of your heart. A beautiful heart after God.

    And as far as the Zamboni machine… maybe you're the driver.

    What takes place behind the scenes, the prayers, the encouragement, the words of wisdom are what smoothes the ice to makes the great skater with impressive spins and jumps. You are great at this.


  5. Helen October 3, 2009 at 11:22 am #

    >Kathy, this was wonderful. And I think as we all continue to support eachother, we will be able to do lifts, spins, and jumps! I really do! (Figuratively, of course. Because I can't skate worth a)

  6. Billy Coffey October 3, 2009 at 12:27 pm #

    >You always do what you're told? Why is this the first I've heard of that?

    This may well be my favorite post of yours. Not because it's an obvious rip-off, but because it's so totally you.

  7. Beck October 3, 2009 at 4:37 pm #

    >Beautiful, haunting post.
    I like zambonis. They are the Z in every Canadian alphabet book – big friendly elephants who scoot around the rink at intermission while you have a cup of hot chocolate and warm your cold hands.

  8. Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus October 3, 2009 at 10:37 pm #

    >Oh, so so nice. (And I'd say you have a lovely style all your own.)

    One of the things that I love about coming here, Katdish, is that you never know what you're going to get — Monkey Butt Powder or straight talk from the Bible. That's my kinda girl. We could have a lot of fun together, you know?

    Keep at it, my friend. God is rockin' in you. You radiate — AND you make me laugh.

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