Scootch

An experienced toddler sat on a tetter-totter looking up it’s sharp incline.

Gripping both sides of the wooden plank he carefully pulled himself up an inch and a scootch at a time.

His feet that anchored him to the earth slowly lifted and dangled from each side.

Staring towards the summit he continued to inch and scootch giving the danger no mind.

Then he faltered, his focus fractured, he released his plight. He was balanced up above the world by nothing more than his grip and his seat.

He returned his eyes to the summit of his prize, swallowed deep and scootched his seat a few inches higher.

Coming to an impasse, the pipe suspending the plank. Not easily dismayed or given to fear he moved his right leg over, continuing with the left.

Inch and scootch, inch and scootch he moved a little faster, then a miracle happened, the tetter-totter began to float.

It rose behind him in a gentle arch, he watched the summit fall. Softly dropping from the sky to reveal the view behind.

It levitated for just a bit as if undecided as to what to do. The toddler on the totter scootched his seat once more.

He watched his desired prize slowly decend and land gently on the ground. With a triumphant smile he quickly slid the rest of the way down.

In our struggles to conquer impossible odds whether a hope or a challenging habit. If we keep our eyes focused on the prize we desire and slowly scootch inch by inch by inch.

There finally comes a time when our persistence overcomes the height of the challenge and we can begin a triumphant slide.

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