Random thoughts of a cyclist.

Entered Pennsylvania today. Lots of hills. And Amish buggies! Lots of long UP hills. The DOWN hill goes much faster. Thirsty. More hills. Hot. Sun beating down. Peddle, peddle, peddle. Up more hills. Need water. Tired. One week left. Will miss the fellowship of our 12 team mates. More hills. Thirsty. Legs still pumping. Low gears up the hills. Where can I get more water. More hills? Grove City College for a break. Lunch by a river. Better not drink THAT water! Some people do not have clean water. Peddle, peddle, peddle. More hills. Why are we doing this? Why? I could be home relaxing. It is summer vacation. 92 miles of hills. Almost seven weeks now. Almost 3,000 miles total. Thirsty. Peddle, peddle, peddle.

Great welcome at the church in Brookville. Great food and drink! Newspaper reporter. Questions about human trafficking. That's right! THAT is why we are doing this! People are suffering. Worse than me....I chose these hills! I found some water...we even have a support vehicle. Who supports the modern slaves? Who cares for them? Will they be freed? I will sleep on the floor again tonight. But, I am indoors. I am safe. I am loved. Who loves the oppressed? I am indeed blessed. Forgive me for complaining. Hills while bicycling is "nothing." Give me more hills. Give me more thirst. Let the sun beat down. May I get a glimpse of what it is like to really suffer, and may I have true compassion. As You do!