“Your ride costs too much.”
He’s not the first person to tell us that $995 is too much fundraising to expect for an eight-day ride. I’m sure he won’t be that last.
I’m tempted to point out that the ride doesn’t “cost” anything, that $995 is a suggested minimum no rider has ever failed to achieve, that many cyclists who’ve done the ride have exceeded the minimum (some by multiples), and that we would never turn someone away who was unable to meet the minimum goal. I’m tempted to point out that the tour “costs” those who pay our expenses so all donations can go to the kids at the HOME OF HOPE.
But I just smile. Everyone must decide for herself the difference between cost and worth.
What’s it worth to see 22 children who were destined for a life of sexual slavery living in freedom? What’s it worth to know those kids have a chance to follow their dreams, to become the men and women God created them to be?
What’s it worth to see those children growing in relationship with Jesus?
I know what it costs. It costs $100,000 per year to operate the HOME OF HOPE.
What’s it worth?
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We talk about this sometimes when we’re cranking bikes up a steep hill, when legs and lungs burn and you can’t see the top and you wonder Why am I doing this crazy thing?
And someone reminds you why you’re doing it and that the team, the view from the top, and the kids are well worth the small shared sacrifice.
You can ride your bike across Iowa, or Nebraska, or through the Colorado mountains. It might not cost as much.
But, what’s it worth?
Any areas of life where you need to reconsider cost vs. worth?