Once I got out to Six Mile, I turned onto a road called “Belle Shoals”. By now the wind was to my back. The difference was night and day. I went from struggling with every push of the pedal, to effortlessly gliding through the beautiful countryside. To my right, the view consisted of bright green pastures and houses. To my left, rolling green farmland was framed by the breathtaking backdrop of the Appalachian mountains. The bright sun and crisp air made the colors so bold that I could practically taste them. It was simply invigorating. I drew a deep breath of air and sped up to 30 mph. As the speed picked up beneath me, I realized that it is moments like these that I feel alive and closest to my Father in heaven. Eric Liddell put it well when he said:
“I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure”
Heaven is going to be awesome.
After my bike ride, I met up with my dad for coffee and conversation. We talked about his work, family, my plans for next fall, and our faith. It was so nice to finally get a chance to catch up with him. Every time I go home, there is so much going on and so many family members to catch up with. It is not often that I get to have long conversations with my dad during the school year.
Before I knew it, an hour and half had passed by and I was going to be late for a “Melo-Velo” meeting. I drove over to Excel and sat down with a group of ten or so people to discuss cycling in the community. Watch out people. Big things are about to happen in Clemson.
After the meeting, I came back to my apartment to find it lit up with lights, crafts, girls, and colors. My lovely roommate Kristen Kelly hosted an RUF girls craft night. Everyone brought as many crayons, markers, thread, paper, tape, glue, and whatever else they could think of, to make crafts with. The whole place was an explosion of color. Of course, any time girls plan something fun, the boys think it is necessary to join in as well. It was not long before several guys from RUF showed up on their bicycles. One by one, they lined the bikes up on the railing outside of the apartment. I must say, it was a sight to see.
Later on in the evening, my other roommate Audrey and I left to go rent the movie Bridesmaids. It just so happens that we are both suckers for chick flicks... especially ones that are wedding-related. On our way, her car gave out. Fortunately we were not far from my apartment so I ran back, got my car, and drove to the gas station. While at the gas station, I somehow ran into about fifteen old friends. Have you ever had a dream where random friends pop up in the most unlikely places? That’s kind of how it felt. Anyways. Using my highly polished ehem persuasion skills, I managed to convince the gas attendant to let me take the convenience store’s gas can… for free. The rescue was successful and Audrey and I eventually made it back to the apartment. Later on, we found out that her car's battery had died. Oh well.
The next morning, I came down to find Disney Princess pictures posted on the walls. It was easy to distinguish the guy’s pictures from the girls. Cinderella had laser beams coming out of her eyes, was stepping in a plate of spaghetti, and there was dynamite hooked up to a bunny rabbit.
I know.
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