
I’m trying to memorize today’s text.
After my kids get on their bus I’ll be mounting my bike and peddling to work.
It’s about a 10km trek.
My plan is to chew on the passage while I ride.
I’ll tell you how it went later this morning.
*Update*
So, here’s what I learned as I meditated and cycled:
It’s easier to climb hills in a car than on a bike, especially when your loaded down with stuff on your back. And, in Jesus day, when they wanted to build a city on a hill it was going to take a lot more effort, pain, and hard labour than if they built it in a valley.
I had to dismount my bike at least 3 times this morning because I couldn’t make it up a couple of hills.
Jesus never said it was going to be easy to be the light of the world. As I walked up those hills I wondered how many people fail to set up camp on the hill because it requires too much effort. Too much discipline.
But the sacrifice was well worth it when I reached the hill’s summit. Because gravity did all the work on the way down.
I wonder how often God’s people miss being carried by the Spirit after a long, disciplined climb to the summit to build the city?