Day 180: Calm

Happy Tuesday and Day 180 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Today’s thoughts come from yesterday’s post-work bike ride. Enjoy!

I’m a sucker for bike rides – always have been. From riding miles with my cousins in my pre-teen years, to rides with my dad in my teens, to getting into distance rides with Pelotonia in my twenties, I’ve always enjoyed biking.

The only problem? I’m not really a big fan of wind. As such, my general tendency is to wait for calm days to get out and ride.

It reminds me of living out in New Mexico. From the day that I moved there, I longed to take my bike out on the roads, but every time I thought about doing so, I stopped in my tracks – there was too much wind. And so, I waited and waited and waited. Finally, two days before I was set to move home, I decided to just go for it. If I was ever going to hit the mountains, it was time.

I won’t say it was pleasant, but the night was beautiful and I had no regrets.

Here in the Midwest, I’m tempted to wait for the calm days too. However, the unfortunate reality is that some days, the calm doesn’t come.

And so it is with life.

It is so tempting to wait until things are calm, until life is easy, to make changes, to take chances, to… live. For me, I know this temptation comes because I’m afraid of the what if’s lurking in the winds.

What if I’m not strong enough?
What if I don’t have enough energy?
What if I can’t see it through?

And so I wait – sometimes endlessly – for perfection, hoping that some day it’ll come.
More often than not, it never does.

Y’all, in this life, we were never guaranteed calm. We were never guaranteed perfection.

No. Instead, we were gifted with the One who is our calm in the midst of the storm – who is our Perfection, despite our many faults. He is the One who gives us strength to press on, to push ahead, even when our own strength has failed. He is the One who promises to bring us to completion, though we cannot see it through.

He’s the One who is there – through the winds of life and the rough bike rides too.

Catch y’all tomorrow,

Hannah