I talked with the team a bit about purpose this week. I said we are each here for a purpose and that our purpose may end up being totally different than we anticipated coming into the tour. I talked about how we each have something unique that only we can offer to one another/ the churches/ random people we meet/ Africa. Sometimes it’s hard to listen to your own advice…
A week or so into the tour my right knee started hurting. Then on our ride out of Anza Borrego it reached the point where I couldn’t rotate my right knee it hurt so bad…I had to stop. I was mad, disappointed, and discouraged. I rested then tried riding again and had to stop…again. Anger, pain…I felt like I was letting everyone down…I knew I was letting myself down. Every time I saw a rider come in for a water break or lunch the next day I cried…the only thing I wanted to do was get on my bike and ride. It was a hard day. I don’t remember the last time I wanted something so badly. I love my bike and not riding made me feel like a failure to myself, to my team, and to those we are riding for in Africa.
Then today I decided to ride again with the hope of cycling into Texas. It was a great start, my knee hurt a bit but otherwise I felt great…the wind on my face…open landscape all around…my teammates around…beautiful. I am now officially addicted to cycling. Then at the stop (21ish miles) I fell off my bike into a mud puddle and twisted my bad knee. Again…pain…a lot of pain. Every step hurts, every bend hurts. This is when it all clicked for me. Stop fighting the hand of God, Erin. Maybe my purpose is to enable others to do the best ride they can rather then riding my best ride? Being in the van does not disconnect me from providing/serving those in Marsabit, Kenya.
I know I’ll get back out there at some point. My bike longs to get back on the road but for now I will just keep my eyes and ear open to His voice and serve my teammates the best I can.
I have to say I would not be as content if it was not for my teammates. I love the Body of Christ in action. Thank you all for your encouragement and for letting me know that my being in the van has been meaningful to you in some way…it helps…a lot. I also thank God that Criselda is with us now!!! She has known what I needed to hear and has sat through a lot of my tears…thanks. So I will continue to fill water bottles and cheer out the window for the days ahead…so together we can ride:well for Africa.
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