The wind on our (short) bike ride this Saturday was pretty furious. Even when you're going downhill or on the flats, you have to work a lot harder when you're going into the wind. And don't even get me started about uphill and into the wind! So much harder.
Seems like life has been like that lately; uphill; into the wind. Call me a wimp, but I much prefer the opposite. I don't really like the trials of life; lately it's been business worries (who doesn't have those?) and troubles with family and neighbors. Not a pretty combination. I've heard trials come in threes, and this week, they hit almost all at once. I'm worn out. But they will get better, they always do. I keep trying to turn to the Lord, and He helps so much! It's when I forget that things get more difficult. But, I know that just like biking into the wind, uphill, or both, exercises more muscles, I guess the hard times in life do the same.
But I don't have to like it, do I?
