we are camped outside of St George, Utah, and have this beautiful view from our tent sights. Tomorrow we are going to spend the day bicycling through Zion Canyon, and that should be amazing. Today I bought a new IPad, I broke my old one yesterday when I fell over on my bike with the IPad in one of my Panniers ( bicycle saddle bags). I also bought a little device to load the pictures from the SD card on my Cannon Camera onto my IPad so I should have many pictures to choose from to put on my blog tomorrow. One of the blessings of bicycle trips is that we go relatively slow, so we get to see everything and we get to see it in detail. As I see the beauty of creation every day there is the obvious signs of a very intelligent creator-God. As I see it mile after mile several thoughts just sort of wash over me. The first is “God is amazing, He is amazing in His creativity, and He is amazing in His power”. The second thought is “I am very, very small and insignificant compared to all this that I see”. The third is, “God created me in His image, He is now molding and shaping me to be like Him in character and saved me because He desires that I be with Him forever”. And the last is, “In spite of my tiny size compared with all creation, I am very important to God, in fact I am loved by God.” Those thoughts running through my mind all day long over and over, have a strong impact and effect in my life. My sense of value and worth goes up and up, not in a prideful way because of what I have done, but because of my value and worth to God. My sense of “I need to do something with my life that matters” gets stronger and more motivating, not because I feel obligated, but because I feel capable, more than capable because God has created me, and “my, oh my” look at all this power and creativity on display, I must be amazing. And last, a very serious reoccurring thought, “don’t mess with God”, that is don’t be making Him less than first place in my life, or thinking of Him as my personal vending machine, and just simply forgetting about Him, and letting the stuff in the world control me. He is Almighty, all wise, all knowing, infinite, eternal God, and He owes me nothing, but I owe Him everything.
Today takes over first place for the hardest day of riding for the trip even though we only rode 65 miles. We had almost 30 miles of up hill, most very steep, and then when we got to the downhill part we had a huge headwind, and we had to peddle hard to go even downhill. When we got into camp tonight I was totally exhausted. Our daughter Sally, her husband Aaron and their 3 wonderful kids, who live in Hawaii are here on vacation touring this part of the US, and they came by to see me and we went out to dinner together. I was probably awful company as I kept falling asleep. I took my iPad with me this morning in one of my bicycle panniers because the camera on my iPhone doesn’t work and I wanted to get a bunch of great pictures as we get into this beautiful part of our country. Because of the balance issues I have because of Parkinson’s I can’t get started on my bicycle without falling over, it is kind of embarrassing if people are around. To help solve the problem I bought and installed an electric motor that is the front hub of my bicycle. I use it when I start up on the bike by pushing this button that gives me power and gets the bike up to 4 mph very quickly. Once I am up to 4 mph the centrifugal force of the bicycle keeps me up and going. Well, this morning I got into one of the panniers for a bottle of water and inadvertently turned the battery off that powers the motor. I got on the bike and locked my right foot onto the peddle and pushed the button, but nothing happened and before I realized that I had no power and got my shoe disconnected, I fell over flat on the ground. I bruised my right leg pretty good, but the worst thing is I broke my iPad that was in the pannier. I need to get a new one quickly because I do most of my work on it, so Aaron my son-in-law is going to take me shopping for one in the morning in St George, where we are camped.