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Facing Fear with Faith: Our Family’s Adventure Across the Tennessee SkyBridge
Our Family’s Adventure Across the Tennessee SkyBridge
Reuniting with family always brings a sense of warmth and joy, but this time, it also came with an unexpected challenge. Our adventure in Gatlinburg, Tennessee was meant to be filled with laughter, memories, and plenty of photo-worthy moments. From cozy cabins to exploring the charming mountain town, there was so much to look forward to. Yet, little did I know that our biggest memory would come from walking across the famous Tennessee SkyBridge—an adventure that tested our courage, strengthened our faith, and became a powerful lesson in hope and fearlessness.
🧠 To Take It Easy or Face Our Fears?
The Moment of Decision
As we met up with our family from the East Coast, we excitedly explored the town’s adorable shops, scenic views, and family-friendly activities. It was the perfect mix of relaxation and adventure. But then came the decision—should we take it easy or challenge ourselves mentally and physically?
I’ve always taught our kids that whenever they’re faced with fear, they should meet it head-on. One of my go-to sayings is, “Face your fears with faith and be not afraid.” The words remind me of the Catholic hymn, “Be Not Afraid”—“I go before you always, come follow me and I will give you rest.” It’s a song that has comforted me during life’s trials, and now, it became the mantra I whispered as I faced my own fear.
🎿 The First Test: The Ski Lift
Conquering the Heights Before the Bridge
Before even reaching the SkyBridge, we had to endure the first height challenge—the ski lift to the start. Now, let me tell you, this was no gentle ride. The lift carried us high above the Smoky Mountain terrain, giving us breathtaking (and slightly nerve-wracking) views below. As the chairs swayed slightly in the wind, I could feel my heart flutter with unease.
I glanced over at my eldest son, who clung tightly to the safety bar, his eyes wide with anticipation. Meanwhile, my youngest was grinning from ear to ear, practically bouncing with excitement, while my middle child sat calm and content, taking in the views with relaxed ease.
As we slowly ascended, I said a silent prayer, asking for courage and protection for my family. Though my hands were a little clammy from the height, I kept smiling, wanting my kids to see bravery on my face, even if my heart was still catching up.
By the time we reached the top, we had already conquered one fear, making us feel a little more prepared for the main challenge—the bridge.
👨👩👦 Family Dynamics on the SkyBridge
Each Personality Meets the Moment
Now, let me be honest—heights and I are not exactly friends. My eldest son and I both tend to get a little weak in the knees when we’re faced with towering heights. My youngest, on the other hand, is the brave and daring one—the type who leaps before thinking. And then there’s our middle child, the easy-going, flexible one who simply goes with the flow.
As we waited in line to purchase our tickets, my eldest and I were filled with nervousness and anxiety, exchanging glances that silently asked, “Are we really going to do this?” My middle child took off ahead with my cousins, eager and ready, missing the first initial moment of our family’s shared apprehension. But my youngest, full of excitement, stuck by my husband’s side, while I found myself clinging to their fearlessness for strength.
🙏 A Mother’s Silent Prayers
Faith Behind the Brave Face
With every step forward, I could feel the flutter of anxiety in my chest. What my kids didn’t know was that deep inside, I was praying fervently. I quietly invoked the intercession of Saint Michael the Archangel and whispered the Angel of God prayer, calling on my dad in heaven to guide us through the journey.
It’s funny how, as moms, we mask our fears so well. Outwardly, I smiled and encouraged my kids, pushing them to be brave, while inwardly, I clung to prayer, asking God to protect my family and steady my own trembling heart. There’s an unspoken strength we mothers carry—the willingness to face our own fears so our children can learn to conquer theirs.
🌉 Crossing the Bridge with Courage
Step by Step with Faith and Family
As we stepped onto the Tennessee SkyBridge, I could feel my heart racing. The bridge swayed slightly with the movement of each step, and I could see my eldest gripping the rail tightly, his eyes wide with a mix of awe and anxiety. Meanwhile, my youngest was practically skipping across, fearless and full of wonder.
I took a deep breath and clung tightly to the rail as I slowly made my way forward. With every step, I reminded myself of the prayers I had whispered moments earlier. I trusted in God’s protection and felt a newfound courage rise up within me. My youngest’s bravery became my anchor, pushing me to keep going, step by step.
As we reached the glass-bottom section of the bridge, my hands grew clammy. Looking down at the ground far below was both exhilarating and terrifying. My legs wobbled slightly, but with my family by my side, I slowly walked across, even daring to look straight down into the vast, breathtaking drop beneath my feet.
🌟 Victory in Vulnerability
A Moment to Remember
Reaching the other side was an unforgettable moment of triumph. We did it. I did it. The rush of adrenaline was quickly replaced by a wave of pride and gratitude. My eldest beamed with pride, relieved that he faced his fear. My youngest grinned with delight, eager for more adventure. And my middle child, true to his nature, simply smiled as if it were just another casual walk in the park.
For me, it was a moment of victory—not just over my fear of heights, but over self-doubt. I had walked through the anxiety, leaned into my faith, and showed my children that even when we’re scared, we can choose to be brave.
🍩 A Sweet Celebration: Donuts and Souvenirs
Ending the Day on a High (and Sweet) Note
After conquering the SkyBridge, we treated ourselves to a well-earned reward. We strolled over to The Village, a charming little area in Gatlinburg filled with quaint shops and delicious treats. Of course, we couldn’t resist stopping for some of the famous, mouth watering donuts. Still giddy with excitement from our victory, we indulged in the sweet, sugary goodness—every bite tasting even better after our daring adventure.
But the celebration didn’t stop there. We wanted our children to have a lasting keepsake from this special day, something they could look at and remember the courage and faith they showed. So, we let each of them pick out a little souvenir—something that would always remind them of their Tennessee adventure. A small token, but one that held the memory of facing fears and making unforgettable family memories.
⛪ A Lesson in Faith and Family
Reflections that Last
Walking the Tennessee SkyBridge became more than just a travel experience—it became a lesson in faith and hope. It reminded me that:
Faith isn’t the absence of fear—it’s the decision to move forward despite it.
Hope gives us the courage to face the unknown with trust, knowing that God is guiding us every step of the way.
Our children learn courage by watching us confront our own fears—even when our hearts are trembling inside.
🧭 Why You Should Visit the Tennessee SkyBridge
Adventure, Faith, and Family Fun Await
If you’re ever in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, I highly recommend visiting the Tennessee SkyBridge. It’s the longest pedestrian suspension bridge in North America, offering breathtaking views of the Great Smoky Mountains. Whether you’re an adventure seeker or someone looking to face a personal challenge, this bridge offers more than just scenery—it offers a chance to test your courage, build memories, and grow in faith.
And don’t forget—the adventure starts with the scenic ski lift. It’s the first height challenge you’ll face, and it sets the tone for the thrilling experience ahead.
Afterward, be sure to reward yourself with a sweet treat from The Village and pick up a small souvenir. It’s the perfect way to celebrate your victory and create a lasting memento of your journey.
No matter how nerve-wracking it was, I can confidently say that it was worth every step. The Tennessee SkyBridge became a symbol of courage and connection—a reminder that adventure is often where fear and faith collide, and that’s where the most meaningful memories are made. 💙
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