We rode to Church last Sunday. The weather has been very pleasant as our area eases into Autumn. The final waves of heat seem to have left for the season. The Fall wildflowers are beginning to bloom. It’s excellent riding temperatures. It felt good again to smell the crisp air, feel the exhilaration of flying on the ground and to hear all the sounds of life.
Returning home, as I approached our country road, I shifted down, made the sharp turn and eased from pavement to dirt in one swift turn. Maneuver successfully completed, I applied the throttle to accelerate. Nothing happened. Showered down on it again. Still nothing! It made lots of lovely reving noises but the bike stopped moving. Finally, I glanced down at the gauges and realized I had inadvertently slipped into neutral! My blush’s! 😂 No big deal, of course, that happens to almost all riders, but the remainder of the short journey home it set me to thinking. 😍 Lately I have let my spiritual life slip into neutral when I should be trusting the Lord more and kept moving forward in faith. Just as my ability and my bike can handle the roughest of terrain if I only trust it, so can the Word of God carry me through these scary patches if I’d only cast my cares on Him. ✝️
Have a great day folks!