Fuel light on

"Such an exquisite day, an amazing ride...", the moto rider blissfully pondered as she savored the afternoon ride.  Suddenly, on her bike's gauge, the green fuel light comes on.  Rowe only takes notice of it arbitrarily.  "Oh geez, great", glancing down at her gauge, "Again?? Didn't I just fill up?"  She shrugs.  "I'm good for a good thirty miles or so".  Rowe dismisses the intruding thought and keeps riding.  "The sky is so vividly blue, the clouds are so impeccably puffy..."  Rowe is oblivious to all.  Mile 20..."Oh yea, the fuel light thingy...I wonder when it actually came on? I'm sure I have another 20 or was it 10 miles??" Rowe is irritated with this annoying interruption to her reverie.  Mile 10..."Um, perhaps I should inform them of my predicament??" She looks ahead at Abe and Sammy, still racing each other down the road.  "But I don't want to interrupt the ride", Rowe wrestled with her thoughts.  She now reduces her speed.  With each passing mile, her contemplation transforms to vivid images of engine stalling, bike dropping, being run over by cars...Mile 5..."Oh no, was that the engine shaking??  That's it, gotta go get some gas now..." Rowe rolls the throttle, catches up to Abe and Sammy, wildly waving to them that her fuel light is on.

A rider can't enjoy the ride if the fuel light is on.  The rider may never glance at the gauge, or may simply be ignoring that the bike is nearing empty.  But eventually, without gas, the ride will end. 

aHbe Racer needs "fuel" to continue the ride.  As a community, we regularly share meals together.  A time to replenish our hungry souls and bodies through relationship and food.  We follow our Leader to the hungry and offer meals through a mobile kitchen.  Finding the riders on "empty", filling up their "tanks", so they can join the ride as the wheels are spinning...