Well, I thought you should know the kind of influence commenters have on this website. Last week, a commenter called me a wimp for not bringing my motorcycle to my coaching meeting today in Hagerstown. So I brought it. Got all the way out here and felt my clutch handle feeling odd. So I pulled into a hotel parking lot and gave it a pull, it broke. So now I'm waiting for a friend to come pick me up and transport me to Myersville, MD to a classic bike repair shop, so that he can fabricate a new cable for me. That will make a 17 dollar cable cost more like 60, but God has provided for me thus far by not letting my cable break until I was at a comfortable Hotel (with WIFI), and I brought my computer, and it didn't break on I-70, and it's air conditioned, and I have a friend here with a trailer (another church planter). What a great day.
I love you all. You can comment anonymously and leave your name if you want.
--Ben
2 comments:
Could have been worse. Remember the time you and Corie came camping with us with my new Saturn and broke down on 70 when it was 100 degrees and you couldn't get hold of us at the campground? That was a fun day!
i broke down on 295 once, coming home from Valley Forge (by way of a baseball game at Washington Bible College). This guy stopped to give me lift to the nearest phone, and he said "Well, I knew my mother would never forgive me if I didn't help a lady." I said, "Thanks," and then he continued, "Yep, she's been dead for 12 years, but I heard her tell me to stop and give you a lift." I was like, "You can let me out right here, mister!" Freaky.
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