Ramblings of a Christian Grandma Biker

After I published my last rambling, I went for a longer ride than I’d done since my back issue started and it was unexpectedly enlightening. I tried to head out early enough to hopefully beat the heat but I still had sweat rolling down my back shortly after I started. As I was riding along the country roads this time, rather than the recent main roads I was thinking about the current situation in our country and our world. I’m not much on watching TV or believing most of what I read as far as news is concerned either. It’s not that I don’t care, it’s simply that I know most of it is only what those in control of those outlets want us to hear to push their propaganda. Ultimately God has the final say so I choose to put my trust in Him alone.

Due to an unknown back injury/issue I’ve been unable to ride for several weeks and I’m here to tell you it’s been tough! As you know if you’ve been following my ramblings for long, riding is my sanity, my sanctuary, my quiet time, my most intimate God time. Last week I decided it was time to try to ride even if it was short and I’m so thankful I did. I decided if I was going to hurt it may as well be for a good reason! I’ve ridden a few more times and some riding is definitely better than none. A couple of rides were a little longer than others, but I’m not yet up to the 3 hour rides yet.

The first time I rode, I’d initially gotten my bike out to simply wash it and and add an air cushion seat pad I’d ordered. The more I thought about it though I decided a short ride was definitely in store. What better way to see if the air cushion pad has the right amount of air, right? 😉 I’m so thankful I took the chance and rode.

The corn fields are starting to have that smell of summer to them as the corn is tassling out and it reminded me of going coon hunting with my dad and of shucking bags full of corn for mom to process and freeze for the winter. I saw some beautiful sunflowers in a small garden plot and they brought a smile to my face. There’s just something special to me about their cheery yellow and brown faces I can’t explain and they make me smile every time I see them. In a time when there seems to be negativity and chaos everywhere we look, there is still God’s beauty in our surroundings if we simply choose to look for it.

During the weeks I was not able to ride at all, I still was able to see His beauty in our gardens, watching the bunnies and deer and the birds visiting my little bird sanctuary. One of the most amazing things to me has been watching the hummingbirds. I’ve always enjoyed seeing them and I recently moved their feeders to a location away from where the larger birds eat and also added a feeder that attaches to the window. In the new location(s) I’ve been able to watch them off and on all day from sun up to sun down while I’m working, reading, cooking, painting, and doing dishes. They are truly amazing and beautiful little creatures. As small as they are they’re still able to fly and hover over the feeders whether its sunny, windy, or rainy. Their determination is beyond what many people today seem to possess, something to ponder.

Maybe we need to be more carefree and determined like the birds of the air. As I’ve ridden I’ve watched how gracefully most birds fly through the air and often seem to just glide along without a care in the world. I’ve seen hawks perched on power lines, watching for their next meal most likely, a beautiful bald eagle once just sitting in a field, buzzards feasting on road kill and almost hitting me as they reluctantly flew temporarily away from their feast to avoid being hit, and many smaller birds simply soaring through the air to points unknown. They seemingly all get along and give each other space and respect. They don’t attack each other. I’ve seen little birds chasing larger birds and I’m sure the larger birds could retaliate quite easily if they chose to yet they simply just kept flying, almost as if it was a game to them.

What if people were like that? What if everyone minded our own business, gave each other space, and respected our differences? Most of us have heard the term “bird brain” referring to someone who by definition lacks intelligence or makes stupid decisions. The more I’ve watched the birds, I believe most are way smarter than they’re given credit for and from now on if someone calls me a bird brain I’d take that as a compliment! Birds are far from stupid. Most are monogamous, some just for a season but several of them choose 1 mate for life. They raise their babies and teach them to fly and take care of themselves before letting them go. They’re social and able to communicate through songs and sounds as well as by their actions, such as when males are trying to impress the females during courtship.

Those that migrate may fly thousands of miles, yet return to the exact locations year after year. With Canada geese they work together, fly in v- formation and when the leader gets tired, another goose takes the lead allowing that goose to fall back and rest as the front bird consumes the most energy. They don’t depend on maps or gps or have to stop and ask for directions, they simply know where they’re going. How many of us truly know where we’re going?

God has provided birds with everything they need to survive, do you honestly think He doesn’t do the same for us?

Matthew 6:25-30
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?

These 2 words probably invoke many thoughts for all of us, especially in this current/recent world situation. On a couple of recent rides I thought about this quite a bit. What makes us feel safe and secure? The answer to that I’m sure is different for everyone based on your past, your physical and mental health, your age, your personal circumstances, what it is you’re doing at the time, your beliefs and a host of other factors. There’s no simple answer that fits everyone.

As I started out on one ride I was soon surprised by a large snake that was slithering it’s way out onto the road. It’s head was raised up and as soon as it realized I was coming it quickly retreated to the tall grass on the side of the road. To the snake the grass was it’s safe secure place. I’ve seen several turtles of all sizes, including a very large one that appeared to stand about 6 inches or so off the ground, all attempting to cross the road headed for what they hoped would be safe places as well I’m sure. Most of them made it but I’ve seen a few of each that sadly did not.

I started writing this about 3 weeks ago and as I get back to it now it’s interesting to me that the title is even more appropriate today than it was then. I haven’t been able to ride as often as I’d like thanks to the monsoon spring rain we’ve been having, but the times I have been able to ride I’ve ridden for much longer each time than normally and it’s truly been freeing, soothing, enlightening and relaxing. On each of these long rides I truly felt like I was “one” with the bike and that’s not always the case. Some days things can feel a little “off” and other days it’s absolutely amazing.

On my ride last week there were 2 instances where as I approached a stop sign on the country roads I was on there was a bit of hesitation coming up to the stop. At the first one there was a car just sitting there not pulling out even though no traffic was coming. I assumed maybe the driver was using their phone and then when they realized I was behind them waiting to go, they turned and went on their way. The 2nd time was a little bit unnerving, actually more so once I got home and told my hubby about it and he told me about some things he’d read about that were similar and didn’t turn out as well. As I approached the end of this particular road, there was a van not just parked at the stop sign, but it was blocking the entire lane. I figured probably he was coming down the other road and pulled off there maybe to check directions or something. He eventually pulled out slowly and I opted to go the opposite way and watched in my rear view mirror to be sure the van kept going the opposite way which it did.

I ride with protection but certainly hope it’s not something I ever need to use. I always pray before I leave my driveway and His protection for my ride is always a big part of that prayer. He has certainly been with me, I have no doubt, based on the number of miles I’ve ridden and the amount of protection I’ve had in circumstances that could have turned out differently. The bike I now ride has just over 32,000 miles on it which means I’ve put 27,000 on it as well as the miles I put on my previous 2 bikes. I’ve been blessed and safely watched over for sure, and will not allow the occasional “what ifs” to deter me.

These recent longer rides of 2 1/2-3 hours have lead to me seeing beautiful scenery and discovering new roads, often not planned, due to road construction and/or flooding that has occured. In light of the most recent evil sweeping across this nation, it was very refreshing while riding this weekend to see ALL bikers still doing the wave, regradless of race. There are way more good people out there than bad, unfortunately the media prefers to report on and it seems in many cases even encourage the ugliness by feeding into and sensationalizing it.

There is a man who is walking across this great nation with an 11 foot cross he made. This is his 2nd trip across the country, but this time I’m sure is very different. My granddaughters and I saw him as he walked through our little town and he made an impression on my 3 year old granddaughter. The next time I picked her up, a week later, she asked if we could go find “the man with the cross.” He was 71 when he started this trip in March and he expects it will take him 18 months to complete. He actually turned 72 a couple of weeks ago and some of his followers threw him a party along the way. Many who are following him on the FB page set up for him have mentioned their concern for his safety, his response is not to worry just pray for him. I’ve listened to his testimony several times and it really got me thinking on my recent rides.

This man has a past like many that he’s not proud of and that caused him to serve 6 years in prison. He could have given up, been angry with God, refused to change, but he didn’t. He chose instead to listen to God and dedicate his life to serving God, even if it may cost him his life, in his own words. Instead of asking what God has done for him, he asks what he can do for God. He’s not letting COVID or the crazy times we’re in stop him from spreading the Word or hindering his mission in order to build a warehouse that will supply food and emergency items to those in need. So many times I’ve seen videos and read articles about those who feel like God has deserted them and not done anything for them. My view is if we’re still living it’s because God’s not through with us yet and the question should instead be us asking Him “what do you want me to do for you?” Why should he do anything for us if we’re not willing to do things for Him or even ourselves? Security for me is about knowing He’s there for me no matter what. I fail Him daily, yet He’s still watching over me, directing and correcting me along the way, and most of all loving me no matter what.

I have seen so much beauty in the miles I’ve ridden and experienced conversations with Him that I don’t believe I’d have had without those rides. The rushing waters from the recent flooding, the beautiful flowers and shrubs coming to life, the leaves in the fall as they turn colors, along with all of the wildlife I’ve seen are memories I’ll cherish always. Never in a million years would I have believed I would be riding my own bike and feeling such peace and tranquility doing it, that’s God my friends. There is no other explanation. If you’re not in a place where you’re feeling safe and secure I strongly encourage you to truly turn to Him, in every aspect of your life, and just see what can happen.

The world, our nation, and each and every one of us needs Him if we’re ever to be truly safe. Safety and security comes through an inner peace that only He can give. If your heart is not at peace, your mind can’t be either. Inner peace can provide what nothing else can, security in knowing who holds the future and that even when chaos is all around us, He is right there as well.

John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.

John 16:33
These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.

Isaiah 40:31
But those who wait on the Lord Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.

Isaiah 41:10
Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.

Isaiah 44:6
Thus says the Lord, the King of Israel, And his Redeemer, the Lord of hosts: ‘I am the First and I am the Last; Besides Me there is no God.

Phillipians 4:6-7
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Proverbs 3:5-6

I am so thankful that riding is not included in the “stay at home” order here like it is in some places. I can’t imagine how riding is a problem, but then common sense doesn’t seem to be in abundance right now sadly. I actually saw several groups ranging from 3-20 bikes/trikes riding this weekend in my travels. This has mentally been a very tough week and riding for me was essential.

The sweet smell of honeysuckle and the fields coming to life as corn begins to pop its way through the soil all are signs of normalcy and proof that life goes on. If we would all just turn off and unplug from the daily barrage of negativity the world would be a happier place. We are only shown and told what they want us to see and hear. Gloom and doom seems to be the goal of many and sadly too many are believing it all. I just saw a report today that a study they did claiming it was being transmitted by people with no symptoms was false. They hadn’t talked to the woman in question and now that they have, she informed them she indeed DID have symptoms.

There are plenty of positive stories of giving, healing, sacrifice, and love out there, but that’s not sensational enough for most to report on.

We have had viruses and plagues and diseases all through history and yet for some reason this one is shutting the world down even though more people die from cancer, diabetes, heart disease, suicide and abortion than this. Yes it’s contagious but so are many other things that nobody even pays attention to any more. The overwhelming majority of those who get it, recover. Just like most other viruses, we are going to have to build an immunity to it in my opinion and that can’t be done if everyone is in lockdown. My faith and trust is in God, not man, and I trust only Him and His word. I refuse to live in fear.

As I was riding on Saturday, a thought kept popping in my head. If given the choice, would I want to live the way we are now for 5 more years or live life life seeing whoever and going wherever I wanted for just 1 more year. I would choose 1 year of quality life over the 5 of this limited life for sure. I would rather experience time with my granddaughters in person, than seeing them on a video chat. I would rather experience life daily, than be sheltered. I want to go to the mountains and hike, the beach to walk and watch the waves and places in between to see the beauty of it all. Making memories that last a lifetime and fully enjoying life is worth more than life as a bystander in my book any day. Watching a video of someone else’s ride doesn’t compare to having that adventure for yourself. Watching someone cook a delicious meal isn’t the same as smelling and tasting it. Life is meant to be experienced. We were not created to just sit on the sidelines and fear what “might” happen. If I feared riding because of what “might ” happen, like when a driver in a truck came way over into my lane because he wasn’t paying attention, I would miss out on so many beautiful sights, smells, personal thoughts and conversations with my creator.

I’ve seen quite a bit of wildlife lately both while riding and while at home enjoying quiet time. The animals and birds are carrying on as they always have. Early in the morning I’ve heard geese honking as they fly over, turkeys gobbling, birds singing their beautiful choruses. I watch the hummingbirds, cardinals, mourning doves, finches, chickadees, woodpecker, and butterflies that are attracted to my little nature sanctuary in our front yard. I’ve witnessed a deer, a fox and multiple bunnies passing through. I’ve also seen horses, donkeys, llamas, cows, pigs, sheep, and goats that are now out in pastures where they are able to run and enjoy the abundance of fresh feed/grass in place of their winter hay. The cows are again starting to wade out into ponds to cool themselves on the really warm days. These are all small glimpses of life being lived, without a care in the world.

I’ve had many “close calls” while riding but it will not stop me from going. I’ve been sick and experienced watching others who are sick go through tough times. I watched my own dad go through so many changes due to the health issues he experienced and was with him when he died coming up on 7 years ago. I wish he hadn’t had to go through it, but I’m thankful I was there all along the way with him and that he did still have a decent quality of life almost until the end. There’s much he wasn’t able to physically do towards the end but he still enjoyed his family, friends and church and loved to share his stories.

I can remember one day when he was still driving and getting around good and he’d come to the house in the morning as he often did to see me and the boys. As he was leaving, we were talking about my nephew who would soon pass from cancer at the young age of 22, while serving in the Air Force, 18 years ago this week. My dad told me then he would trade places with Luke if he could. I think he knew that his quailty of life would continue to become less than it was then, and he would have gladly have given it up for Luke to be able to live. Although Luke’s life was short, I can assure you he lived it to the fullest in those short years until the cancer took hold and wouldn’t allow it. As I’ve said before, I’ll take quality over quantity if given the choice. I lived many years that were not the best quality and I am now trying my best to make the best of the time I do have left with those I love. None of us knows how long we’re here for so why not attempt to make every day count? On that note I’m signing off for now and headed on another ride! I’m sure I’ll have more to share upon my return.

Oh my what a blessing today has been! I actually looked at Google maps before riding today because I decided it was a beautiful day to try some place new and wanted a general idea of different roads and where they would take me. Let me just say it was an incredible journey! I rode on some new country roads that made me think and feel like I was home, where I grew up, 1,000 miles away. Some of the roads were very narrow, curvy, and a bit rough which meant slow driving that allowed time to take in even more scenery. The smells of honeysuckle and cattle farms were plentiful and comforting along with the wonderful aroma of someone’s freshly brewed coffee. So many flowers were ever present from deep red and delicate pink knockout roses and colorful pansies to dainty wild yellow buttercups, dandelions, and some other yellow and purple wildflowers I couldn’t see close enough to identify as I passed them. I saw some beautiful flower gardens and got several new ideas for things I may try myself for some additional landscape/yard beauty projects. To say this weekend has been just what my spirit, heart and mind was in need of is a major understatement. I’m so glad that God knows exactly what we need even when we may not and supplies it.

Philippians 4:19

And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

Matthew 6:8

…For your Father knows the things you have need of before you ask Him.

As I got in a Sunday ride I had one of those aha moments. I was just cruising along admiring all of the purple irises that seem to have appeared all of a sudden as well as the azaleas that have been so beautiful for a few weeks and all of a sudden it hit me. We have allowed ourselves to have every aspect of our lives transformed by something we cannot see.

Interesting isn’t it? The entire world has been turned upside down by a virus. We have allowed our rights to slowly be taken away from us in the name of safety. Politicians on both sides and the media seem to thrive on scare tactics. It has separated families, caused financial hardships beyond belief, forced churches and schools to close their doors, and there seems to be no real definite practical solution in sight. We can’t stay at home forever. There will come a time when restrictions will have to be lifted. Businesses will need to reopen, people will have to get back to work, students will go to school and churches will again open their doors.

The question then entered my mind as to why everyone has so easily believed the reports about a virus we cannot see, yet so many refuse to believe in God? We have recently been shown pictures, some of which we now know were lies and not what we were told they were. They were simply tactics used to try to get our attention and convince us to believe everything we’re being told without thinking for ourselves.

On the other hand, we can see His beauty all around us. The beautiful sunrises and sunsets, the birth of a baby, the boundless waves of the ocean that are extremely powerful yet also gentle enough to not break even the most delicate shells. We hear so often about people who are cured of ailments and diseases and there’s no medical explanation for it. The Bible is the only book in history to have survived thousands of years and its contents have not changed. There have been countless stories of fires and tornadoes that have destroyed homes, yet the Bible was salvaged from the rubble, sometimes completely untouched. Is this all just a coincidence? If the politicians and media were “pushing ” it would more people then believe?

I’ve seen and experienced miracles happen and I know they are from God. I don’t need anyone to tell me. Why are some people so easily persuaded on some things that cannot be seen and then so blatantly defiant about others?

If seeing is indeed believing then why don’t more people believe what they see? Denial, disbelief, lack of faith, obsession with negativity, and false teachings are some of the reasons I can think of. We have seen famines, wars, and plagues throughout history, yet we’re still here. God will prevail and His will shall be done. It’s up to us how we react, what we believe, and if we are willing to put our trust in Him and only Him.

Hebrews 13:8

Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

Matthew 10:33

But whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my Father which is in Heaven.

I don’t know about you but I’m putting my faith and trust in Him alone.

In Christ Alone by Stuart Townend

Saturday I chose to ride, I know that’s a shocker right?! It was one of those days where honestly I could have just ridden all day if it was possible. The sun was shining, the winds were calm when I headed out and the sky was amazingly clear and blue. A picture perfect day that wasn’t too hot or too cold. The scenery was absolutely stunning with many different colored azaleas in full bloom, lush green fields, and crystal clear creeks and rivers. I was amused by a lone turkey (hen) that came running out of the tall grass on the side of the road and was running as fast as her legs would carry her across the road in front of me. On my evening ride I saw 2 more turkeys out in a field that was full of tall grass and I could just see their heads lurking over the top of the grass as they were looking my way, probably trying to figure out what the noise was that was disrupting them.

I again found a new country road I’d never been on which eventually in turn took me right back to another road I’d just been on but that was ok too. No matter how many times I ride a particular road, I always seem to notice something new. I saw some bicyclists also enjoying the pretty day and people out working in their gardens and flower beds. As I saw people out working in their yards it made me think of some comments and things I’ve read recently in these crazy days we’re finding ourselves in. The subject I’m referring to is the “essentials” term.

How does someone decide what’s essential? This, like everything in life, is up to interpretation based on each individual’s own preferences and needs. What I consider essential to me may not be essential to you. Riding is essential to me for my mental and spiritual well being and therefore also for my physical well being. There are obvious things we all need that are essential; food, clothing, a roof over our head and as we’ve learned recently definitely toilet paper. 🤣

Purchasing plants, mulch, pine needles and multiple other items may not be essential to some just like bird food, paint, yard tools, and lumber may not be. Stop for a minute and think about it though, what is your outlet when you’re worried, stressed, or maybe just bored? Maybe the person buying those “non-essentials” listed above works in their yard, feeds birds, or works on home improvements to keep their mind and hands busy to deal with their anxiety or depression or to keep from falling back into an addiction they’ve previously conquered. We don’t know the battles anyone else may be facing during this pandemic or any other time either. What if instead of judging what others are and aren’t doing we instead pray for them?

I enjoy working in my yard, mowing, digging in the dirt, and planting flowers and vegetables in addition to riding. Of course when I unknowingly get into stinging nettles that’s not a relaxing time but that’s another story. Again that’s part of who I am having been raised in the country and strongly encouraged to be outside from dawn to dusk. Hubby and I have recently discussed how much more self sufficient we each should be as well as our country should be. There was a time when families grew more of their own food and were more self reliant for the basic necessities and as a country we focused on buying from our neighbors and from within to support our country, not from other countries with cheaper labor and cheaper made products.

As I’ve been riding this past week I’ve been looking specifically for these types of things. Looking at others’ flower gardens, vegetable gardens and pens/fences for chickens, goats, turkeys, pigs, cows etc. If we decide to raise any of these, which we probably will in the near future, that means we’ll be buying supplies to make those fenced in areas and shelters. To us those supplies will be essential. Essential in order to provide for ourselves and not rely on others. It may not necessarily be cheaper to raise your own, but at least you know what it’s been fed and how it’s been handled and processed. Fresh may not always be cheaper but the peace of mind and satisfied feeling of providing for yourself is worth more than money.

I’m seeing more and more home gardens this year while I ride around the countryside. Are there more of them or am I just noticing them more? That I don’t know for sure, but it’s a very welcome and comforting sight.

I have my own thoughts on this whole coronavirus situation but I’m not going to go into all of that, you hear enough of that if you turn on the tv, radio, computer etc. What I do want to stress to you is if you haven’t found that outlet yet to release your anxiety, worry, fear and any other multitude of feelings you may be experiencing now is the perfect time to do it. Ask God to show you ways you can do it while the world is in “stay at home” mode. This situation we find ourselves in can be a turning point in our lives for the better.

Read that book, take that walk, go fishing or riding, start that new hobby or any other number of opportunities out there. Take time for you! This is the perfect time to do some soul searching and seeking to get that inner peace.

I have a daily devotional flip calendar and yesterday’s quote really spoke to me. It was a quote from Billy Graham that said, “Prayer is a two-way conversation with God.”

That is so true and what most of my rides consist of. I pray before I leave my driveway, then I try to listen for what He’s trying to teach me or wants me to share here. I’ve learned over the years, especially in the last 5 since I’ve been riding, that too often my prayers before were not a two way conversation. I was talking to Him, but I wasn’t listening carefully in return. He may not necessarily speak to us in an audible voice, but He does speak to us through songs, sermons, babies, other people, His creatures, storms, and so many other ways. We only have to seek and truly listen. That is essential and a choice we must each make for ourselves.

Jeremiah 29:11-13

Vigilant: alertly watchful especially to avoid danger

If you’ve ever driven anything or even been a passenger in anyone’s vehicle you know how important it is to be vigilant at all times. Bikers know this can be life saving and that we all need to do our part in order to avoid danger. Things can change in a split second if we let our guards down.

I’ll admit my awareness and my thoughts when I’ve been riding recently are not thoughts I ever would have dreamed thanks to the appearance of this crazy virus/pandemic. This also means we must be vigilant in every aspect of our lives. Being outside and getting exercise following the social distancing guidelines is allowed and for that I’m thankful. I prefer to be outside rather than inside for sure, it’s how I was raised. I have noticed over the past week or so when I’ve been riding that traffic is definitely lighter than normal, as it should be with a “stay at home” order in place. Saturday, specifically, when I went for an afternoon ride after some outdoor work at home, I saw more vehicles than I expected to see on the main highway, but still much less than the normal for a Saturday afternoon. Once I was on the country roads I rode approximately an hour seeing only 3 cars, 1 of which was a mail lady.

I will admit it was quite refreshing to have the road and scenery to myself. I can assure you the farmers are still hard at work as was very apparent by the pungent aroma of turkey/chicken manure that had been spread on many fields along my countryside adventure. There was however the sweet smell of wisteria as well. The first time I noticed smelling it was a few days ago when hubby and I went riding together and it’s still emitting that wonderful scent. It smells and looks like Spring here in the south. By the looks of some of the lush green fields, the first hay cutting will be underway soon. I hear the songbirds rejoicing each day with their unique sounds making a chorus that can’t be beat as I get ready to head out to ride.

On another ride earlier this week I as usual had no destination in mind and found myself on a wonderful country road that again reminded me of home, where I grew up, 1000 miles away. I’ve lived here going on 31 years and am still discovering new roads. I was meandering through the country on a familiar road when I realized someone wanted to tailgate me. That’s the last thing I can enjoy when riding so I turned on this unfamiliar road in a effort to get away from them. They too turned, but soon turned again and were gone from my rear view mirror thankfully. Now it was just me and my bike once again, social distancing at its finest.

Along the way I passed through what appeared to be a large family farm. It reminded me so much of a farm that belonged to friends of ours, the only difference was this was a beef farm, not a dairy farm. The rolling hills and green pastures, the large barn (where I envisioned myself walking through them barefoot as I’ve written about previously), smaller sheds, the farm house, silos, and all of the equipment needed by farmers today. It was a reminder of simpler times and a way of life that will always be needed as long as there are people to be fed.

Throughout these recent therapeutic excursions I’ve noticed something else. Homes that typically looked like nobody was home with what appeared to be decorative rocking chairs on porches are now being used. Families and couples are now gathered on those porches rocking. Older couples are now sitting in lawn chairs out on the driveway watching vehicles pass by and offering a wave. Parents are taking their children to a now empty parking lot at a church or fire department and watching them ride a bike or a tricycle. All of these occurrences are a welcome site to see. We as a society are being forced to slow down and enjoy the little things that used to be common.

I purposely avoid watching/reading the news for the most part. I refuse to listen to the slighted gloom and doom they want to provide. I understand the severity of the problem, but I also know that many good people are stepping up and helping neighbors and other people they don’t even know. Many people are recovering from this awful virus and their stories are mostly ignored. I’ve thought while I rode about the comments I have seen and heard that many can’t wait for things to get back to the way they were. I’ve pondered quite a bit about that as I’m cruising along and honestly I hope we never return to “the way things were.”

We’ve learned we don’t “need” to focus on the athletic venues, concerts, and other highly paid “entertainers.” We don’t need big houses, fancy cars and expensive non-essentials. Our kids don’t have to be on the go all of the time with pressures for ball games, gymnastics, dancing, ballet, and the hundreds of other things competing for their time. What they really need is quality time together as a family, not running a million different directions. Family conversation, eating meals together, learning to garden, and cook and do things together as a family. Those are the important things in life. Those other additions can have their place indeed, but should not come at the expense of losing quality family time and learning important life skills. Look around your own community, who are now considered the essential workers? That alone should speak volumes to us as a society.

Travelling around on my bike I’ve also taken notice of churches and church signs. I’ve seen little country churches that have stood the test of time and are absolutely simple but very beautiful. They most likely don’t have expensive sound systems, stages, or screens for power point projections during their services and yet many souls have been saved there I’m sure. I’ve seen some large modern churches that most likely have all of those things. Now that gathering to worship is against the social distancing and stay at home orders, does the church building and it’s set up truly matter?

Many pastors are now going to YouTube and live Facebook feeds to preach the gospel, their audience can be thousands, it can be shared and it can be viewed again and again from your own home. The message is still being delivered minus the “entertaining” aspect many have come to use to try to attract more people that they say might otherwise not come to church. I guess time will tell if that’s truly the case now, or if maybe that’s just another non-essential part we’ve become accustomed to. Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against singing and instruments in the worship service. My point is that the message preached, God’s word, should be the focal point of the service. Church signs are now more than ever promoting Jesus and sharing encouraging words, not promoting upcoming “entertainment” opportunities. The focus is now on feeding the hungry, both physically and spiritually.

As I close out now I’d like to share with you some of the lyrics to a song by 4Him titled, The Basics of Life” :

The weather seems to have broken the past couple of weeks with an increase in sunshine and warmer temperatures which means more riding and potentially more rambling! Due to this turn in the weather I’ve tried to follow the direction of the CDC by avoiding crowds and taking in lots of fresh air by riding, you don’t have to tell me twice.😃

In the midst of all the fear and panic the media and government are trying to create, I choose faith and common sense. While riding common sense is always important and I have come to realize in day to day life, that although it’s important, it is lacking for many people sadly.

I can’t imagine facing the current virus issue or any of life’s storms without faith. It’s what’s gotten me through some of the darkest days of my life. Every time I set out to ride, I say a prayer and put my faith and trust in the one who created me. I also use common sense knowing that it can be more dangerous on 2 wheels than 3 or more. Common sense and experience tell me that if I see an object in the road I want to avoid, I need to look where I want to go, not at the object I want to miss. It also tells me if I’m going around a corner/curve, I need to slow before I get to it, be in the middle of the lane or to my right of the lane, and speed up half way through it. If I am close to the yellow line with my tire, that means my handlebar and mirror are going to be across the yellow line and I could be clipped by an oncoming vehicle. The entire ride requires common sense and a defensive mind set in order to remain aware and safe.

The more I’ve ridden the past couple of weeks especially, the more I have thought about the simpler times and the simple pleasures of life. I’ve thought about the social distancing, the handwashing, and the idea of always being prepared in case we need to not leave our homes. We have become, for the most part, a society of constant face to face connection dependent on others for our needs and desires and totally cosumed with the need for entertainment of some kind. This has not always been the case as history shows us, just as it shows us this is not the first pandemic to cross the globe. We are now learning it’s truly not necessary or healthy to live that way.

As bikers, most of us do the 2 finger wave to each other which is a connection without touching yet is just as meaningful to me as many “touching ” ways of communicating. It’s an unspoken acknowledgment of respect and commoraderie between riders.

We can show that same type of communication with others as well without touching. We can send notes of encouragement and verbally appreciate each other. We can provide acts of kindness that aren’t publicly made known. We can spend time with our families that we are now “quarantined ” with and really connect. In this day of cell phones and tablets and computers, the family has become so disconnected in my opinion.

I’ve seen and heard such grumbling about kids being out of school due to the coronavirus. Whether we agree with the decision or not, this is an opportunity to really get to know our kids and help them to learn life is about more than socializing, sports, dance, and being on the go all the time as well as how to become more self sufficient.

I am very grateful that my parents taught me how to garden and hunt and that my brother taught me to fish. I’m blessed to have had a family that came together to eat dinner as a family and to have been able to talk openly with both of my parents about day to day events and concerns.

I am so thankful I was at home with my boys when they were little. Yes there were days that were stressful but I wouldn’t have changed it for the world. They did not have access to a cell phone until my oldest was 16 years old, and then it was one phone they shared only on the weekend when they were at their dads so we could communicate if we needed to by a phone call. They learned about gardening and played with things that required imagination like Legos, Lincoln logs, and a sand box. They built forts in the woods out of sticks and logs, leaves and mud. They rode bikes and skateboards, learned to swim and went on nature hikes to a nearby creek. Those were simpler days and honestly in light of the state this world is now in, it’s what children today also need to be doing, in my opinion.

They can learn that the real heroes are not sports figures or musicians or actors as all of those events are currently canceled. The heroes instead are the adults in their lives who invest in them and their future and take time to truly listen and have open and meaningful conversations with them. They are the truckers, farmers, and grocery store workers that we all now need.

As social distancing has become necessary, it’s the perfect time to again teach the younger generation to appreciate and enjoy the simple things. My granddaughters absolutely love playing outside in the sandbox at our house, playing with bubbles and chalk, and going for walks looking for bunnies. I’m thankful to see that my oldest and youngest boys (now men) appreciate the every day blessings in life that many take for granted; God, family, and the beauty that surrounds us every day.

Riding the past 2 days especially I’ve personally noticed such amazing signs of Spring and new life. I’ve seen the delicate faces of daffodils, elegant looking tulips, wonderful yellow forsythia, vibrant red buds and dogwoods, as well as stunningly beautiful azaleas in pink, coral, white and deep reds. I’ve seen teenagers skate boarding rather than engrossed in their phones, many adults riding motorcycles and biked and masses of boats out on the water. Many people seem to be enjoying the simpler pleasures of life instead of being constantly plugged in to the TV and other technology that is unfortunately abundantly available. If you aren’t engrossed in the media and internet everything looks normal. Granted these are serious times and we need to be aware of the dangers, but we do not need to allow it to consume us.

If I hadn’t been making time for these multiple rides, I would have missed so much beauty and lacked so much peace. I had one brief time since all of this started where I had a minor “meltdown ” but it soon passed after talking about it and praying. This was truly brief, a matter of only an hour or so, and I had been watching the media, which I rarely do. We were not made to be fearful, we learn that reaction. Look at babies and toddlers, most of them have no real concept of fear.

2 Timothy 1:7
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

We need to have faith over fear, embrace each other in prayer and focus on the simple beauties in life. Panic and fear serve no purpose. Enjoy every day to its fullest and take noone for granted. Our lives should reflect our beliefs and values and bring us closer to God and each other.

Be safe and be careful, but don’t be consumed.

John 14:27
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

Let me start by telling you this winter has been tough so far for several reasons. The reason I’m going to discuss now is the inability to ride as often as I’m used to and would like to. The weather has been incredibly uncooperative; wet and windy! I’m thankful we’re not in a drought or having fires, earthquakes, locust infestations, or any of the other crazy things happening elsewhere in the world but I so long to be able to ride regularly. Even on dry days I’m often not able to ride due to the entrance to my building being so muddy/wet. Many days it’s just so wet that I can’t safely maneuver it out to get onto the driveway. I’ve decided I’m going to have to do some work on that once it finally dries up enough, so going forward maybe that won’t be an issue. I’m not exactly sure how to remedy it, but where there’s a will there’s a way, I am sure of that! Recently, the remedy was to put down a piece of carpet my hubby had given me which allowed me enough traction to be able to carefully get out of the building and onto the driveway. My poor bike needs a serious bath, but at least I could ride!

With that being said, it’s reminded me of how hard and frustrating waiting can be, yet how much we can learn during those times. It seems like a large part of our life is spent waiting, but if we are willing we can learn some valuable lessons while we wait. We too often want instant gratification, but in reality when we have that, we miss out on important life lessons.

I’m sure most of us have heard about, or personally known, people who have been given things all of their lives and seem to lack true appreciation for them. The harder we have to work for something, the more we appreciate it, even though it may take longer to do it on our own. My parents thankfully didn’t believe in giving us things we wanted, but instead encouraged us to work for them. Of course we had everything we truly needed when we were kids, but it was up to us once we were old enough to work to earn what we wanted; a job, a car, our own place to live, etc. From my personal experience and observations, the people I’ve seen who have been “handed” those things don’t truly grasp the idea of hard work, sweat equity, and gratitude. There may be those who do, but in my experience that’s just not been the case.

The harder I have to work for something, the more rewarding it is to finally reach that goal. I’m not talking about just material things either. Relationships are the same way, if they’re going to be meaningful and important to us, they require work. When things get tough for us personally, we need to work that much harder and not give up. Giving up is easy, enduring and striving for better is harder but much more rewarding.

My most recent rides definitely made me appreciate several things more. As I rode, I either completely avoided, or paid much closer attention, on many of my favorite roads due to a recent tornado in the little community I live in. I didn’t want to chance possibly running over any debris that could be on the roads that would be detrimental to my bike tires and therefore my own safety.

As I surveyed the damage that was done during the tornado, I couldn’t help notice the amount of destruction caused in such a short period of time. Magnificent old trees were completely uprooted and others were broken off like they were toothpicks. Rooftops were missing and replaced with tarps, some homes were crushed, another was literally moved off it’s foundation, walls crumbled, and debris hung in trees like decorations. Fields upon fields are still littered with debris yet miraculously, there were no deaths or serious injuries reported. God protected human life in the midst of the storm as he promised. Yes I do believe He was ever present during the tornado and protecting those in its path. If He wasn’t the outcome would have been very different in regards to lives saved.

I’m sure the wait for the winds to stop and now for the rebuilding was/is scary, frustrating, and overwhelming for many. It’s been just over a month now since the tornado came through and folks are still waiting on insurance settlements and repairs to be done. I’ve read and heard countless stories of neighbors and strangers coming together to help those affected by the tornado. Sometimes destruction brings blessings and friendships we never knew we needed.

I got thinking more and more about that storm and other storms in our lives and realized that just as the tornado caused serious damage in a very short period of time, our tongues can do the same. Rebuilding or replacing a home is easier than rebuilding or replacing a friendship or relationship of any kind that has been damaged, although both can take quite a bit of time. Sometimes we pray and wait for an apology we never receive. It’s then up to us to decide if we can just forgive and move on. If we don’t, we allow it to steal our joy, whether we realize it at the time or not. Other times we pray and wait and in time we do receive that apology and again we decide how to move on. It’s during all of the wait times that we have to decide how we will handle each situation case by case and if we are going to use that time to learn what He may be trying to teach us, or just exist.

Waiting to be able to ride regularly has been tough I’m not gonna lie, but in the waiting I’m learning patience and also learning other ways to keep that close connection with God and with my own thoughts without allowing other distractions to interfere. I’ve written pieces of this over the past few weeks as I’ve been able to get out to ride, even as recently as today, and finally think I’ve said all He wants me to say for now. If you’re currently in a season of waiting, have faith and believe that better days are coming. There may be more storms to weather along the way, but just as my riding days will soon be more numerous, blessings are often numerous as well and closer than we think.

James 1:2-3

“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.”

John 16:33
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

It’s been a while since I’ve rambled and this rambling is one that’s been coming together over a period of a few weeks, so it’s a little different. It’s not simply thoughts from a single ride, but is instead from several rides.

The more I ride the more I relate it to life in general. To start with we pick out the bike that’s right for us, which is different for everyone. Some like sport bikes, some cruisers, some touring bikes, and others prefer trikes. Sometimes what we look for in a bike changes over time. I started out with a small bike while I was learning, then moved up to a Sportster 1200 but didn’t care for it, and moved on to the Gunner I now have and love. Nobody else can pick the bike that’s just right for us any more than they can pick the spouse/soulmate that’s right for us. It’s a personal decision that we each need to make for ourselves based on what we want and/or need.

This can compare to our jobs as well. We may start out doing one thing then move on, maybe multiple times, until we find the job we finally stick with. Some may never actually get that “dream job”, but I can say I’m blessed to have a job I’m content with and feel like what I do helps make a difference in the lives of those we serve.

The roads we ride are also related to our daily lives. As I ride along I have to choose my next turn. Do I want to travel a possibly higher traffic road where I can just cruise along at a good speed or do I want to adventure on a side road with twists and turns that may offer a more scenic view? The same holds true in life, do we want to just cruise along doing what’s easy and comfortable or do we want to take chances and possibly venture into new things that we may or may not succeed at?

Life and riding in my opinion should be about living, taking some chances, learning new things, and enjoying the views along the way. If I hadn’t taken the chance and learned to ride my own motorcyle, I know for a fact I would not be the same person I am now, just as I wouldn’t be the same person if I hadn’t married my hubby, if I hadn’t accepted the job I currently have, and more importantly if I hadn’t accepted Jesus. All of these decisions have taught me so much! I’ve learned new ways of looking at life, more patience, less worry and stress, and to appreciate even the little things more.

As I’m riding along on the more scenic routes I need to look ahead for safety reasons but I also am blessed to see views I wouldn’t see on the main roads. I find that I am on the lookout for sharp turns, wildlife, things in the road like grass, leaves, and gravel and any number of other possible hazards. Remaining focused is important, but I don’t want to be so focused that I miss out on the beauty surrounding me. I’ve seen gorgeous sunsets, beautiful flowers, amazing wildlife, and the list goes on. In life we should also be sure we’re not so focused on any one thing that it causes us to miss out on the other things that surround us every day. We need to set our eyes on the now, but also need to anticipate and look ahead to what’s next on our journeys.

Unfortunately there have been many days recently when riding has not been possible due to uncooperative weather and illness. This too is just like life, our plans are not always His plans and things can happen to change what we thought we were going to do. After what seemed like an eternity, only a couple of weeks in reality, I was finally able to get in a short ride and it was amazing! It was very short but was oh so worth it. The entrance to my building was finally dry enough to get my bike out, my chest crud had finally broken up enough I could breathe even in the cooler temperatures without being wheezy and coughing, and for an added bonus the sun was actually shining. The winds were blowing a bit but definitely not as bad as winds I’ve ridden in before. I felt very fortunate to have gotten the opportunity to get in some much needed wind therapy. Upon my return I told hubby I felt 1000% better. My mind, body, and soul were in need of that ride, even if it wasn’t as long as usual. After that ride it felt as though the cobwebs and craziness in my mind and soul literally had blown away with the wind. I’m sure many of you reading this who also ride can relate. There’s just something about it that can’t be completely explained or understood unless you’ve experienced it.

Then sadly we got more rain and I had to wait before I could ride again. As soon as my building entrance was dry enough once more, a ride was exactly what the Dr. ordered.😀 As I rode along in the beautiful sunshine I was mesmerized by the beauty that surrounded me and felt like I was in another world briefly. Sometimes when we anticipate something we find that once it’s here, it may not be all we had hoped for, yet that is one area where riding and life are very different. Every ride is a good one, even if there are anxious moments due to road conditions, traffic, other drivers, etc.

My latest ride was full of gratification. On occasion if it’s been a little while between rides I will just take a leisurely trip on familiar territory that isn’t challenging at all and soak in the sun and the Lord’s artistry in a laid back way. Although it had been a while again, I decided I was going to go ahead and tackle some specific routes that I knew would require paying extra attention to, areas that at one time caused some hesitance on my part. I now look forward to the challenges and approach them with experience and knowledge that I have acquired over time and miles and a sort of confidence from within. Many times the road less traveled is my preference, both on the bike and in life. I guess I’m most content when I “march to the beat of a different drum.”

Looking back as I’ve been riding and reminiscing I can see that when there was the most turmoil in my life, was when I was doing what I thought was expected by others, not truly what I felt in my heart and mind was right for me. This too is true with riding. We must each ride our own ride within our own limits and not feel pressured to go faster or on roads we are not personally comfortable with. If we allow others to influence our ride, we may take risks we’re just not prepared for. If we allow others to “direct” our lives the same may happen.

To be successful and happy within we must reach deep down into our souls and be totally honest with Him and ourselves. We need to have that connection He longs to have with us and be as one, just like we need to be one with the bike. If we fight against the bike on turns and curves there’s a good chance we will lose our balance. If we fight against what we know He wants from us, our lives will be out of balance. As I write this there are things in life I still want to see and do, but I can’t right now, so I wait.

I also realize that riding is part of what has kept me balanced the past few years, and not being able to ride the usual amount for the past couple of months has caused me to lose some of that balance. It’s when I ride that I take the “me time” I need in order to then be able to give appropriately to others. As I was reading in a book by Priscilla Shirer entitled Awaken, I read the following excerpts; “Quiet time is not an excuse to be lazy but a wise investment for the diligent…By prioritizing rest for ourselves and those we love, we may just rediscover the joy we thought had been lost forever. ”

Again I’m desperately wanting to ride, but the wind gusts are just too strong to do so safely, so I wait. Waiting is not something I’m always very good at, but I must say I’m better at it now than just a few years ago. While I wait, I’m thankful for the beautiful sunshine and wind that will help to dry up some of the mud so that maybe tomorrow I can ride before the next batch of rain arrives. There’s always something to be grateful for.

Today I’m thankful I was able to get my bike out of my building for another ride. Thank you Lord for the drying that took place due to some recent sun and wind! I was enjoying the ride so much I missed turns I was going to make on 3 separate occasions! I eventually found another turn and took a new road that I assumed would eventually get me back headed the right direction. It’s a good thing I do have a pretty decent sense of direction or I might have been totally lost. The new road presented itself with more solar farms than the ones I’d recently shared pictures of and indeed took me back to a familiar area. Detours in life can be revealing as well, if we’re not afraid to take them. Sometimes they can unveil beauty we didn’t know existed.

An added bonus was included today as well. When I got back home my hubby was headed out on the bike for a short trip and invited me along. It doesn’t get any better than that! I am blessed indeed.

I believe I’ve shared my original riding buddy with you before but I’ve been searching for another for quite some time. I finally found it a few weeks ago, got a onesie for it to wear, and my son’s girlfriend printed my requested acronym on it for me: F.R.O.G

So in addition to my little lamb that watches behind me, my FROG travels along on the seat behind me now and had it’s debut ride today. 😀.

For those of you who would like to follow along but aren’t comfortable using your email to do so, I’m looking at starting a Facebook page that will be linked to this blog so it can be read and shared there as well, without you having to sign up through this site. I’ll let you know when I successfully get it up and running, hopefully by the next rambling.

Until next time, I challenge you to reach deep within, take the detour, get some rest, remain balanced and just live every day as if it’s your last, we are not guaranteed tomorrow!! Make the most of each new dawn. Every sunrise is a new beginning.