Thinking of a past experience well ahead of becoming a Christian. I was (a long time ago) a very strong bicycle rider and had recently crossed part of the country heading towards growing up home when I became sick. I was not able to finish the ride and bussed the rest of the way. Once there I called to say hi to old riding partners and was soon invited to a club ride in an area I had never ridden before. I took off strong with the pack but within 15-20 miles I could not keep up feeling weak and fell off the pack. I had no idea where I was and where I should turn next but kept riding forward. After awhile I could see a rider coming my way and it was my good friend. He grabbed my bicycle seat and pulled me miles ahead all the way back to the pack where I completed the ride with them.
God bless our faithfulness!
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