It’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to get out on the towpath with the bike, and my legs were reminding me of this. It always feels good to get out and ride, but getting out of the garage always seems like the most difficult part. If it were not for my goal of reaching Allentown each time, I am not sure I would have made it all the way. It’s amazing how a goal can get you somewhere you would not normally go. The goal would be pointless thought had I not jumped on the bike and began my journey.
I wonder if our spiritual life suffers from some of the same challenges. We often start our with great expectation and passion for following God, but along the way the business of life, the demands of a job, family and a mariad of other things can cause us to loose focus. Getting on the bike reminded me of my needs for spiritual goals that can be broken down into daily sized pieces. It also reminds me that reaching my destination involves pain and difficulty.