I get to do some of the coolest stuff, mostly just by hanging around amazing people like you.
A while back a few of you took me up on my Offer You Can’t Refuse to sponsor a guy from Harvest Farm on the one-day ride as part of FRONT RANGE FREEDOM TOUR ’14. Over the weekend I got to see an incredible act of generosity and service. You helped make it happen, and I just got to hang out and enjoy it.
Some of the men at Harvest Farm don’t have bikes, and the bikes they have are in need of repair and adjustment. So on Saturday a couple of guys from our tour team, plus two community volunteers, showed up at the farm with tools, spare parts, and a couple of donated bikes. They met the guys and spent most of the day having a lot of fun adjusting, repairing, and rebuilding. We had grease and tools, a couple of exploding tubes, and a few scraped knuckles. And they fed us lunch.
In other words, it was pretty much a prefect guy Saturday.
Frank, Jim, Phil, and Woody are busy guys. They all had other stuff to do on a weekend day, but they showed up willingly and cheerfully and served in a place few will ever notice.
Monte and I helped a few men learn to change tires. Aside from that, I had a lot of time to think about the circle around this ride. Someone donates a bike that sits unused in the garage. Someone else provides a few spare parts, and a third person repairs and adjusts. A rider cranks that bike down the road, supported by volunteers offering food and snacks donated by a community sponsor. Thanks to a sponsor the rider might never meet, his efforts help to fund all of the yearly operational costs for every kid at Project Rescue’s HOME OF HOPE in New Delhi, India.
God brings it all together, using our efforts on a scale I couldn’t imagine. And I get to sit in the middle, watch it unfold around me, and tell you about it.
I’m grateful.
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A few of the Harvest Farm riders still need sponsorships. It’s a great way to get involved and help in multiple ways. Click here to learn details and donate.
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