~ Baruch 5:
When we travel by bicycle, we always encounter rain on every trip of more than a couple days. It’s just inevitable. And at times we’ve been caught in deluges, huddling under a tree that offered protection only for a few minutes before water dripped through the leaves and onto us. But bicycle travel, and life, require us to risk a certain amount of discomfort, to leave a protected place to venture out into the world. If we stayed indoors in less-than-perfect weather we would miss so much that life has to offer, such as these wild flowers in rural England that seemed to sing to us when the sun slipped through the mist.
SHARE: Share a story with someone you love about a time when it was hard to see the way forward. Maybe it was dark or foggy outside, or maybe your heart was confused about something. How did you get through the misty time? Who helped you?