Pothole

Sun setting.  Brisk air.  Winter ride.  The moto riders are speeding east on the 10 freeway, rushing home before the chill sets in.  The day had been good.  On a mission to get the clothing line launched, aHbe Racer had met with the buyers of two moto apparel stores.  Their spirits were high, the riders were stoked.  Thus, when a huge pothole arose on their path in the carpool lane, they were momentarily thrown off guard.

Later, when the riders arrived home, they hopped off their bikes, eager to recount their pothole encounter.  "That dang pothole came out of nowhere!  I felt like I'd been punched in the gut!" Abe exclaimed.  Rowe piped in, "I didn't even see the pothole.  Before I knew it, I was in the air - did you see it?!?"  Sammy, who had been riding in the rear, laughed, "Yeah, when I saw Abe bouncing and Rowe up out of her seat, I swerved my bike and avoided that pothole!" 

Moto riders can be on the exact same ride, come across the same obstacle, but have different reactions.  After a run, we enjoy sharing our experiences, partly for amusement but also to improve our motorcycling skills.

Within our community group, we come across many "potholes" on our daily "ride".  The obstacle may temporarily weaken us.  We may be caught off guard and we stumble.  Now and then, we are able to avoid the "pothole" altogether.  As a group, we are dedicated to finding His lost "riders".  We can't allow barriers to permanently hinder our mission.  Confessing our weaknesses gives us the ability to encourage one another.  Strengthened, we continue on the ride, despite the potholes, while the wheels are spinning...