Sophie and the Wobbly Bridge
Sophie stopped in front of a small wooden bridge in Safari Forest. She had crossed it before, but today the wind was blowing and the bridge moved a little. Creak... wobble... creak.
Usually Sophie was the one saying, “Come on! Let's go!” But today she didn't move.
Thoughts came: Don't cross it. What if you fall? Just turn around.
Timmy asked, “Is the bridge unsafe?” Sophie looked carefully. It was still strong, nothing was broken, and the path was open.
“No,” she admitted. “It just feels scary today.”
Sophie remembered: not every thought had to be believed, and she could feel afraid and still trust Jesus.
“Fear is telling me to turn around,” she said.
Timmy asked, “But what do you know?”
“I know the bridge is safe. And I know Jesus is with me.”
Sophie crossed one step at a time. Her stomach still felt fluttery, but she kept moving.
On the other side she smiled. “I thought being courageous meant I wasn't supposed to feel afraid. Now I know: I can feel fear without letting fear choose for me.”