This past Friday I went for a ride on my bike–with pedals.
No big deal.
I ride my bike every chance I get…it gives me a feeling of freedom and joy like no other.
The ride I took this past Friday carried significant meaning because one year prior I experienced a freakish and quite nasty biking accident.
So nasty that when my helmet-covered head smashed on the asphalt of the bike path I quickly read myself my “last rights” which went something like this, “Oh sh&%, this is it.”
Luckily, I was hard-headed enough to simply have had my bell severely rung but when I came to I was experiencing excruciating pain in my pelvic area and was unable to move.
Long story short–as most of you know–I fractured my hip.
Three days later the Dayton area, in which we live, was devastated by over a dozen tornadoes.
A week later, I ran over my dog and nearly killed her…no, I should NOT have been driving.
Two and a half weeks later my dad died from lung cancer in which he was only diagnosed with a week prior to his passing.
Then there was a mass shooting in Dayton.
Then my mother in law had a stroke but thankfully survived.
During the timeframe above, my father-in-law became extremely ill and subsequently passed away in November.
Then I had shoulder surgery.
Then COVID-19 arrived…
Now here I was, one year later, on my bike with a heart full of freedom and joy.
Because when all hell was breaking loose in my life over the past twelve months I grew closer and closer to the One who holds dominion over hell and is the source of my freedom and joy regardless of what is going on around me.
Back to the opening quote.
I can most certainly relate.
Psalm 28:7, “The Lord is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him.”
BTW…I’ll be jumping into the Choptank River, early on the morning of September 19, as I begin the first leg of the Eagleman Ironman in and around Cambridge, Maryland.
…you can’t keep a dumb man down 🙂