On July 4th I decided to go for a quick 13.25 mile bike ride. It was about 114 degrees in the early afternoon. Two miles from the house my bottle of water that had been mostly ice was now completely water. Riding in that heat was a bad idea. I returned safely and decided yesterday to ride 14.25 miles, but waited until nearly sundown to go. It was only 108 degrees then, but the heat coming off the road dried my eyes and melted my ice. This idea turned out to not be much better. What was I thinking? "I need to lose some 24 lbs" is what I was thinking--but there has to be a better way.
The previous paragraph has nothing to do with this entry; it is just a slice of life in the desert. I want to confess this morning that transitions are hard. When my planting partner, Eric Phillips, agreed to join us in this crazy adventure he told me that his greatest concern was the transition that would be involved. He said that his experiences had taught him that transitions are hard. Seven weeks into transition from St. Louis to Las Vegas has made me a believer. But, even so, God has been faithful to remind us of his presence in wonderful and unexpected ways.
Please continue to pray for our family. Pray that God's Spirit would grant our children security in the transition. Pray for our Lord to continue to move in the hearts of his people to support this work through prayer and finances. Pray for me to lead and shepherd my family with the gentle care of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Pray that I'll find work to bring in the necessary income between now and when we begin our ministry in Las Vegas full time--hopefully in October. Transitions are hard, but our Lord is faithful.