The weekend was very busy.  My mind has been full of financial challenges, new initiatives for seminary growth and concerns that make prayer a welcome refuge.  Maybe I could find some time to refresh.

People filled my calendar.  From sun up to sun down and beyond, I was looking to arrange investments in lives, studying, writing and preparation.  Nevertheless, I was keeping an eye on a group of hours still free on Sunday afternoon.

Sunday morning began early.  I finished up lesson preparations.  At church I taught my class, visited with people and connected with others that I needed to see.  My hope for a personal window-of-time was still alive. 

Once at home I skipped lunch.  I slipped into the appropriate attire, double-checked my map and threw my leg over my motorcycle.

My V-twin 1600cc engine fired up flawlessly.  I stepped into gear, released the clutch and headed north.  Traffic cooperated and let me thread my way into the countryside.

God provided excellent weather for a ride.  The sun was shining.  Mild temperatures invited me to pour on the miles.  Winds were gusting but did not hinder my journey.

Once on a quiet country highway, the delight of riding rejuvenated my spirit and reinvigorated my soul.  Lost in the moment, I welcomed the restoration of balance.  Fellow bikers know this refreshment that mere words flounder to express.

Ahead a slow-moving vehicle impeded my pace.  Traffic was clear so I rolled on the throttle and moved into the opposite lane to pass.  Easily overtaking the vehicle and having a free lane to the right, I did not exchange lanes.

On coming traffic was speeding toward me.  There was a safe margin to switch back into the right lane.  But, something broke out in a small smile as the speeding truck in front of me enlarged and loomed closer.

The charging bull was on a beeline.  Speed and momentum were climaxing.  I saw the eyes of the driver, the flash of his headlights and had no fear of the danger that was closing in so fast.

Easily my motorcycle drifted right and passed safely into the lane where I was supposed to be.  A mutual sigh of relief expressed itself by all of the drivers in the area.  But, with power and confidence in my amazing machine there was never any danger, just adventure and a time to be lost in the moment.