Following Moses

Saturday.  The day after one of those big Friday May rainstorms we breezed out over the hills of Mann Rd.  I say breezed because I never had to ride lead.  There were 5 of us.  We got to the bottom of the valley, where the road literally crosses to the other side, and we remembered….it had rained hard the night before!  Water covered the road, 8-10 inches deep, and about 30 feet long.  Tim, with the look of a wise and contemplative leader, said “Hmmm….let’s think about this,” as we all dismounted and walked patiently up behind him.  I don’t really know him all that well, but he looked like he knew what he’s doing!

 

In the distance we saw a car approach.  “Ah, a good test” we all sighed.  But as it came through, all I saw were waves, not pavement!  Not good!  But, with hills behind us, that we really didn’t want to power up and over again, Tim began to mount his grey Lemond, and slowly forge through.  He slowed….and the water rose.  It turned out that all of our shoes got a little wet, but, we made it through, just fine.

 

It was no Red Sea mind you, but, we couldn’t tell how deep it was, or if there was sand lurking underneath!  I know the Israelites considered turning back.  Standing there on the shores of the sea, the worries of the unknown that was to come, probably FAR outweighed the troubles they knew before.  But there is something about having a Moses among them. 

 

Today, I am wondering just what my sabbatical time will be like.  Leaving the life I know, as a pastor in the church, and riding away for 3 months, into the murky waters of the great unknown…

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