A Rare Bike Ride and Its Consequences

When growing up, it seemed we used our bikes 

almost as much as our legs! Every year we 

looked forward to zipping 5-16 miles a day on 

paved bike trails while staying at a state park 

with our cousins. Otherwise we perfected our 

balance and coordination on the slithery 

gravel around home. 

Then came adult responsibilities and years 

of entrepreneurship and caregiving... 

followed by years of chronic illness with 

hardly strength to walk around the house.

But this summer Elsa and I got out for a 

delightful bike ride again! First we pedaled 

into the strong wind that tempered a hot sun, 

past the old schoolhouse...

... stopping to look at a wild rose, then listened 

to the wind swish through a wheat field as we 

coasted back home being pushed from behind.



But those 2-plus miles of joy carry a big 

price tag for Elsa who has been battling 

another adrenal near-crisis for months past. 

Would you pray for her? It is so hard to 

have days where she cannot even knit - 

let alone tackle the house work and 

cooking she feels calling her.

"We wait in hope for the LORD;

He is our help and our shield.

In Him our hearts rejoice, 

for we trust in His holy name.

May your unfailing love rest upon us, 

O LORD,

even as we put our hope in you."

Psalm 33:20-22