Riding into the wind

Riding into the wind

Where did this term headwind come from?  In looking this up the actual definition, a headwind is “a wind opposed to the course of a moving object.”  Well isn’t that fitting?

When it comes to cycling a headwind is something that I absolutely cannot stand…

Imagine that you are riding at 18 miles an hour, into a headwind of 10mph  The amount of energy that you will have to exert to maintain that 18mph is double what you would need on a calm day.

As if riding at a sustained 18mph isn’t hard enough, with that kind of wind, right in your face, you have to work twice as hard to get the same results!

Not long ago I was riding into a 15mph headwind and had this thought as I was trying to think of anything other than the wind….. sometimes, in our spiritual journeys we have this headwind, a “wind opposed to the course of a moving object.”  The “moving object” is us, striving to be more like Christ and the “headwind” is the enemy, who wants nothing more than to throw us off course.

As we journey through life there are times that we feel as though it takes twice as much effort to do something the things that we know we are called to.  That’s because we have this enemy, a “headwind”, that when coming at us straight on, it is opposing our course of action, this path that we are trying to continue on.

What does this look like for you?  Perhaps you are in the midst of riding head-on into the wind, perhaps you just got through a storm and maybe you are in a place where you are starting to feel a slight breeze….

I don’t know what you are being called from, through or to.   Regardless, at times you can be going 18 mph toward the place in life that you feel you should most be. Then there is a headwind that comes in, blasts you in the face and you quickly find that you are having to put forth twice as much effort just to keep up the pace you were at…. let alone being able to increase your speed at all.

How easily do we just want to stop!?  Like… really?  This headwind is just sucking all my energy, I will just stop and pick it up another day.  But can I share something with you?  Please don’t quit now.

Please don’t put whatever it is that you were working on, whatever race that you running, whatever course you are on… don’t put them on hold just because of a little headwind.  There is strength that comes from overcoming that.  Our muscles are strengthened, our hearts are made stronger, our faith is increased our desire grows and the next time that we come across that 10 mph wind we find that this wind doesn’t have the same negative effect on us.

“Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things that we cannot see.”   Hebrews 11:1

In the midst of the greatest wind storm, blowing straight at us, we cannot always see how God is moving in our lives, but we have a hope a promise that He is there and that He is moving.

Just getting started

Following Jesus getting started

Ironic that as I try and find the words to start this post the hardest part is just getting started.  I find myself writing, erasing and then re-starting because I want the words that come out to be perfect.

I want everything that I do to start strong.  To have a great beginning.  To wow, to make a difference.  What I often lack is the elegance to just get past the starting line.  Truthfully, this blog and the fact that I have posted more than 10 of them on a semi-regular basis is the best “start” that I have had in a while.  When it came to getting on this bike and peddling my way through life it was the same way.

The day that I went in to “try on” the bike it was terrifying.  I literally looked the gal in the eye and asked her if it was going to be able to support my weight.  Go ahead and laugh, I did!  She assured me that I would be fine and off I went riding this thing down the street in my jeans and t-shirt because I of course did not plan any better and foresee actually having to ride this bike.  Please tell me when “trying a bike on” did not include actually riding it?  I obviously wasn’t thinking.  Regardless, off I went.  I recall thinking to myself that it had been years since I was on a bike and truthfully struggled with wether or not I would remember how to ride it.

I recall the same feelings when I was in the midst of making the decision to follow after Christ as an adult.  Growing up we were raised going to church and even in high school I went back but as an adult it felt so much different.  I totally understood the concept, I prayed the prayer and felt in my heart what it seemed like I was  supposed to feel but I really had a hard time getting started.  I wanted to start off with a wow look at how she’s changed but it just seemed like it was a struggle to get there.  I didn’t feel like I fit in!  I felt like I was riding a bike with jeans on… there was something not quite right about that picture.

That’s when it hit me.  It had nothing to do with what I was wearing, with what was on the outside.  It had everything to do with the change that was happening on the inside.  When I “tried on the bike” I didn’t think far enough ahead to wear other clothes.  It didn’t dawn on me that I would actually be riding it, I just knew it was the next step in getting my bike.  Making the decision to follow Christ was the same I may not have looked all put together on the outside but handing over my life on the inside was the next step.  It was all about just getting started.

“If only you would prepare you heart and lift up your hands to him in prayer!  Get rid of your sins, and leave all iniquity behind you.  Then your face will brighten with innocence.  You will be strong and free of fear.  You will forget your misery; it will be like water flown away.  Your life will be brighter then the noonday.  Even darkness will be as bright as morning.  Having hope will give you courage.  You will be protected and will rest in safety.  You will lie down unafraid and many will look to you for help.”  Job 11:13-19

He has chosen me

Though I am the least deserving of all God’s people, he graciously gave me the privilege of telling the Gentiles about the endless treasures available to them in Christ.”  Ephesians 3:8

Of so many men and women of the Bible I will admit that I love the story of Saul (who is Paul) more than some.  He was this man who spent years of his life wanting nothing more than to quiet the voice of the followers of Jesus.  He went sleepless night after sleepless night searching out, persecuting, imprisioning and killing anyone who claimed to follow Jesus.  He was a smart man.  He had studied the law, he “knew” right from wrong and he wasn’t afraid to proclaim it.

In the midst of his journey to Damascus to seek out anyone who was a follower of Jesus, Saul is approached by Jesus himself and told of a plan that He has for him.

It says in Acts 9:15 “But the Lord said (to Ananias) ‘Go, for Saul is my chosen instrument to take my message to the Gentiles and to kings, as well as to the people of Israel.'”

8 years ago, I was in the midst of such heartache.  The fear of the unknown was far to heavy to bear.  I was driving home from another brutal day at work, I remember turning the corner on a winding road, looking up to the sky I said to God “I don’t think that you even know who I am any more but if you could just get me out of this then I will do anything that you want me to.”

It was such a raw, helpless moment.  Those were the only words that I could muster in my spirit and force to come from my mouth.  In that moment there also was the smallest bit of freedom that I had felt in quite some time.  For the next several weeks there were moments of peace that I hadn’t felt in years and I knew that He was keeping up His side of the deal, and so must I.  This was just the beginning of my story.

As I was reading in Ephesians this morning and came across 3:8 I was simply overcome with gratitude to God for choosing me, in my opinion, the least deserving, to share the promises and truth of the peace that surpasses all understanding and the love that is far deeper and exponential than we could ever fathom.

“May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully.  Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.” Ephesians 3:19

Overcome with emotion in trying to understand those words I am still humbled  that He had chosen me.  How?  I am just me.  I am broken, beaten down, sinful and shamed.  But the very next verse says this “Now all glory to God, who is able through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” Ephesians 3:20  That word infinitely more…. infinity.  There is no end to the work that he can do not only in us but through us.  It is simply our responsibility to get up and go!

I realized that though I still may stumble, I am not perfect, God can and will use me as long as I am willing to submit to him the expectations that I have on myself and walk fully and tall in His.

All glory to God!  For though I feel week, in Him I am made whole.

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