While the cycling world celebrates the yellow, green, polka dot, and white jerseys of the Tour de France, I found something else worth noting also, this in the Brunswick News of Thursday, July 21, 2016.
There was a front page article highlighting a camp and an organization that provides life-changing experiences for disabled kids. Sponsored by a national group, iCan Shine, this camp, iCan Bike, 112 volunteers came together for 75 minute sessions each day for a week, taking kids under their wings to teach them that they can ride a bike.
These kids, most of whom have tried for years to be able to ride a normal 2 wheel bike, are carried through the process by these volunteers, and, by the end of that week, are riding and smiling.
One mother of a 13 year old son said, "my son has been trying since he was 5 to learn how to ride a bike".
Her comment, as she watched him gain confidence, "My heart exploded", summed it up.
I admit, my heart did also as I read the article.
I thought of an image. One I had photographed the other day while taking a couple of our grand kids to the beach.
Someone has been here before...
Kids lives are forever changed because someone was willing to help them learn to ride a bike.
Parents lives also, because some cared.
Unsung heroes making a difference.
Isn't that what we are all supposed to be about?
In our own world, in our own way, living to make a difference in the lives of people around us.
Reminds me of the verse in Micah:
"He has told you, O man, what is good;
and what does the Lord require of you
but to do justice, and to love kindness,
and to walk humbly with your God?"
Let it Be
I think I'll keep this tab open today and return to it every time I read another depressing news item. Thank you and bless you, Papa. Look forward to seeing you next week.
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