Something About Being Outside…

The wind cascading through my hair as I glide effortlessly down a hill on my bike. It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon, and as I whizz by the joggers, the singles walking their dogs, and the young children on their rollerblades, I smile inside. Life is good. I think the weather has something to do with my jovial spirit, but I begin to think about greater things, like the fact that I am able to enjoy being alive. I think my creator for everything, and a peace beyond understanding envelops me gently, like a tide slowly rising to cover me. I arrive home in a peaceful spirit, grateful that we have a God who believes in second chances.

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