Musings from the Bike Path
A favorite past time is to watch the people who utilize the path just over the ridge from my upstairs bedroom. You can see bikers, walkers, runners, skaters along with miscellaneous others. Last weekend gazing out the window I saw a child racing down the path on his bike, looking like there wasn't a care in the world. I knew there had to be adults coming along somewhere. But next was another little tyke, but his journey was different because he kept looking back to be sure that the parents were not far behind and he was right. They were next in line. However the show was not over...two more were yet to come. The third child was standing, pumping the pedals fiercely trying to catch up to the others. The last in line didn't appear to be trying too hard to gain access to the group, instead his tactic was to whine and cry in order to get the attention of the others in hopes that they would wait for him. Our journey in Christ can mirror that family out for a leisurely r...