Sand and Motorcycles

Sand. Here's the spot where we took a dip in the dirt on the first day of our ride to meet up with William and Kerri last week. We nearly gave it all up and considered limping home, throwing everything in a car, and joining them closer in.

But we got up and moved ahead, and fell five more times in a section of 15 kilometers of road. Thankfully we didn't fall any more after that. This morning it made me think about all the times in live when we just need to get up - again, and again, and ride on.

The Bible talks about "pressing on for the prize of the high calling of God." Missionaries and all people often get tired, discouraged and consider quitting. We've had some rough patches along the way. Some ask, how have you made it through thirty years of missionary service - just getting up one tumble at a time.

After few of the six falls, I just laid on the sand and looked at the clouds! It was okay, there was no traffic! Just three cowboys who kept catching up to us! Another life lesson, you can take your time, but press on, get back up.

I should say that protective motorcycle gear saved us from great harm. Prayer and active Bible reading are the gear we need in our spiritual trek. Can't ride without them. I feel naked and vulnerable now on short rides in just jeans.

I'm so glad we drove on to meet our amazing motorcycle duo of Stravig ADV. There were many life lessons. They fell much than we did during their 72 days through 12 countries and each time they got up.

Can't wait for more of their story! Stay tuned for more chapters about our 2,500 km trip soon!

You can see more about our son and daughter-in-laws journey on their Facebook and Instagram accounts:

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