Got into Flagstaff early this morning. Was in Grand Canyon yesterday and had my first break-down right as I came upon the Southern Rim. I went to go take in the view (which was awesome).. but when I came back my bike wouldn’t start. I spent the next hour or two systematically checking the electrical system on my bike. It was pretty bad… had my bags all opened up.. bike partly disassembled… a nice big yard sale in the viewing point parking lot. The sun had just set… and things were looking grim. I decided to pray (why hadn’t I thought of that before?) and reluctantly started packing things back up. My plan at this point was to push my bike to a campground and work on it in the morning.
At just that moment.. a couple approached me and asked if they could help. It was odd, because nobody has asked me up to that point.. and by this time it looked like I had things together. They spoke only broken english… the wife translating for the husband. To make a long story short.. by the grace of God and a mechanically savvy Hungarian man named Alex… my bike roared to life!
It was one of those moments that just puts you in awe of God’s providence. I thanked the Hungarian couple profusely.. exchanged emails.. and headed off to the campsite. I stumbled to set up my tent in the dark.. and found some light to read a Psalm before bed. The one I came across sums it all up..
Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.
Worship the LORD with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the LORD is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his ;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Psalm 100
Here’s a few pictures from the last two days.
Las Vegas
Hoover Dam
The Grand Canyon.. and me unaware that my bike isn't going to start back up.
I'd probably still be in the Grand Canyon if it wasn't for this man.
