The faith of a child.

She says she won't be skating.

She'll sit it out.

She's never been on skates. It seems "tricky" to her.

She watches carefully, breathes in the cold air, listens to the gliding of skates, watches as smiles form on faces and laughs, yes laughs, come after falls.

But suddenly, things shift. A heart is changed.

My little girl decides she's gonna' go on faith.

She'll lace up. She'll take the risk.

There is something happening that she wants to be a part of.

My hand and hers connect. We journey together.

Faith leads her to enjoy, to laugh when she falls, to challenge herself, to grow and to walk away changed and skilled.

And today, for a brief moment, I think I finally do understand why we are told to have the faith of a child.

Reaching for the hem of his garment,

Ann