Short Flight to a Long Vacation

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Day’?s Verse:
In the sixth month, God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee, to a virgin pledged to be married to a man named Joseph, a descendant of David. The virgin’s name was Mary. The angel went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.”
Luke 1:26-28 (read the whole story!)
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Ian and I are home for Christmas. We flew back on the 6:00 nonstop Alaska Airlines flight; our heads finally hit those nice soft pillows at about 3:00 am Boston time — which did not, alas, keep us from waking up at 3:30 am Seattle time. Thank goodness for naps. Today I put my bike together, rode it to a local bike shop to have it checked out (they adjusted the shifting, the brakes a little bit, and the handlebar orientation), and then went for a 25-mile ride to test it out. My feet got soaked in classic Seattle weather, since I had forgotten to wear baggies on my feet, but otherwise I had a nice ride on the Sammamish River Trail. No cars! Then Ian and I wrapped presents, napped, and I finished reading The City of Dreaming Books, a novel I picked up for the airplane. My review: Strange, but entertaining. Our time at home has started filling up with going to art exhibits, seeing plays, hanging out with family, and visiting friends — in short, the perfect relaxing vacation. Continue Reading >>

One Last Winter

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Day’?s Verse:
The sins of some people are blatant and march them right into court. The sins of others don’t show up until much later. The same with good deeds. Some you see right off, but none are hidden forever.
1 Tim. 5:24-25
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Laying in bed on Thursday night, Ian fervently told me, “This definitely makes me want to ensure that this is our last winter in New England.” He spoke from the depths of misery attainable only after you’ve spent four hours driving six miles home. I agreed, my zealousness fired by my complete failure to ride my bike home in a blizzard that had already laid down six inches of snow by the time I stepped foot outside. Two young Charles River employees in a pickup truck drove me an hour and a half home, in the opposite direction of their commute. As we made our way eastward on Route 20, they said, “At least we’re getting somewhere,” since Route 20 westbound had become a parking lot thanks to too many drivers in fresh snow. Continue Reading >>

Shipment Story

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Day’?s Verse:
Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress.
1 Timothy 4:15
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Imagine a black plastic box, 1 foot by 2 ½ feet by 4 feet, weighing 55 pounds and worth about $2,000. It has wheels on one end and a handle on the other. In your car, it occupies the entire back seat at an angle. You have to turn it sideways to fit it through doorways.

Now imagine you want to transport this ungainly thing across the country at Christmas time. You first start basic, thinking of the obvious options: Continue Reading >>

Ice, Ice, Biking

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Day’?s Verse:
Women must likewise be dignified, not malicious gossips, but temperate, faithful in all things.
1 Tim. 3:11
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Riding to work today in what WeatherUnderground describes as a freezing rain mist, I experienced a sensation altogether new to me: A layer of ice froze over my jacket and cracked every time I changed position. Icy mist clung to my glasses. A light ice formed on my gloves. My bike, lights, and handlebars developed a thin film of ice. Icicles formed as water dripped onto my helmet and froze. I dripped all over when I came in, shedding little bits of ice and water as it melted. Continue Reading >>

Ol’ Twitchy Butt

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Day’?s Verse:
For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.
2 Tim. 1:7
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A muscle in my butt has been twitching for about 15 hours now. It’s really driving me crazy. My coworkers claim it’s stress — ??! — but I just think it’s annoying.

However, stress has been in abundant supply for me of late. Work stress always mounts at this time of year; Sponsors want their reports done before the end of the year. Lots of them file stuff with the government on January 1, which means they need everything from us right about now. On top of that, I have struggled with this almost overwhelming fear of riding my bike that gripped me when we got a few inches of gross snow/ice on Monday. When I went to ride after it snowed, I felt this horrible dread for hours beforehand. Throughout the actual commute itself I never broke the 15-mph limit, fearing to encounter ice at any relatively high speeds. The whole workday I quaked inside at riding home on snowy, icy roads in the dark with only my meager headlight to illuminate unlit roads. Continue Reading >>