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How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
July 28-29, 2009 (Tuesday/Wednesday exerts)
The rainy days are less documented. Colder. Windy. No photos.
No photos of the way rainwater collects inside the valleys of a fumble strip.
Or of that one moment when we were lost/”exploring”: when two horses burst out from behind bushes and ran beside us, manes flowing.
The street names that remind me of friends: Parker, Lawson, Holder…
How can I best savor these moments? The tour will end in a week and a half. I’m trying to live in every moment, notice every cloud, the colors of each leaf on the wet pavement, trying to sit back more and watch my teammates.
---Its like that Sara Groves song, but my own version: I saw my friends riding through the rain for three days. I saw my friends autograph the arms of beaming children in Longview. I see my friends deal with accidents, pain, frustration and fatigue. I see them pedal all day, thousands of rotations, only to smile at the top of the last long hill. I see my friends cook together, lug bins around, laugh and mope, fold laundry, pull away and engage. They are ordinary, sometimes annoying, other times endearing.
July 30, 2009 (Thursday)
The weather the last three days has been reminiscent of Chinese torture techniques…you know, where you are pelted with water drop after water drop…
But this morning, Erik led a devotion on Romans 8:18ff. “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth being compared with the glory that is about to be revealed to us and in us and for us!” (I’d encourage reading the entire chapter in the Amplified Bible translation).
Of course, we are not truly/really suffering. But mornings when I’m tempted to pull on another bad attitude: “Why do I have to do this again?!”-- tired, wet and cold…when I’m tempted to think of all the other wonderful things I could be doing today instead of biking for hours….I am trying to remind myself that this is the right choice for me. This is my part, for now. I can choose this. Others do not get to choose. These days are not suffering. All this is nothing compared with what is being revealed. I wait, expectant and excited, but not idle. “Ya’ll push on” –man yelled from his yard in Marvell, AR. We will push on.
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other notes:
“If I can help somebody along the way, then my life will not be in a-vain.” –sang by Annie- Holly Springs, MS
“I see my light come shining/from the west down to the east/Any day now/any day now/I shall be released” –my personal theme song for the R:WT. (thank you, Bob Dylan)
The rainy days are less documented. Colder. Windy. No photos.
No photos of the way rainwater collects inside the valleys of a fumble strip.
Or of that one moment when we were lost/”exploring”: when two horses burst out from behind bushes and ran beside us, manes flowing.
The street names that remind me of friends: Parker, Lawson, Holder…
How can I best savor these moments? The tour will end in a week and a half. I’m trying to live in every moment, notice every cloud, the colors of each leaf on the wet pavement, trying to sit back more and watch my teammates.
---Its like that Sara Groves song, but my own version: I saw my friends riding through the rain for three days. I saw my friends autograph the arms of beaming children in Longview. I see my friends deal with accidents, pain, frustration and fatigue. I see them pedal all day, thousands of rotations, only to smile at the top of the last long hill. I see my friends cook together, lug bins around, laugh and mope, fold laundry, pull away and engage. They are ordinary, sometimes annoying, other times endearing.
July 30, 2009 (Thursday)
The weather the last three days has been reminiscent of Chinese torture techniques…you know, where you are pelted with water drop after water drop…
But this morning, Erik led a devotion on Romans 8:18ff. “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth being compared with the glory that is about to be revealed to us and in us and for us!” (I’d encourage reading the entire chapter in the Amplified Bible translation).
Of course, we are not truly/really suffering. But mornings when I’m tempted to pull on another bad attitude: “Why do I have to do this again?!”-- tired, wet and cold…when I’m tempted to think of all the other wonderful things I could be doing today instead of biking for hours….I am trying to remind myself that this is the right choice for me. This is my part, for now. I can choose this. Others do not get to choose. These days are not suffering. All this is nothing compared with what is being revealed. I wait, expectant and excited, but not idle. “Ya’ll push on” –man yelled from his yard in Marvell, AR. We will push on.
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other notes:
“If I can help somebody along the way, then my life will not be in a-vain.” –sang by Annie- Holly Springs, MS
“I see my light come shining/from the west down to the east/Any day now/any day now/I shall be released” –my personal theme song for the R:WT. (thank you, Bob Dylan)
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Comment by Lisa Morris on August 13, 2009 at 3:17pm -
Thank you for sharing, Bethany! You are an amazing writer.
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Comment by Nancy P. on August 2, 2009 at 1:03am -
Great thoughts. Thanks for sharing!
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Comment by Lani Bruce on July 31, 2009 at 9:01am
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Beautiful, Bethany. I know you guys are so tired and time is a rare treat, but thanks for sharing this....wish there was more time to see inside the hearts of all of you...every one is so special. Push on!! :)
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Comment by Venture Expeditions on July 31, 2009 at 8:34am -
good stuff.
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Comment by Erin McDermott on July 31, 2009 at 12:17am -
i love your blogs, bethany. i love that you are savoring moments. thank you for sharing your thoughts.
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Comment by Jesse Olson on July 30, 2009 at 11:38pm -
Shanks Bethany
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