I hope to make Missional Minded Monday a regular feature around here. Keeping it in the forefront of our minds, and as Mari said just little bits of love and putting others first is the best way we can show God’s love.
After last week’s wonderful *cough* example of how I gave up my Diet Cherry Pepsi to show Jay Jesus’s love (only for him to give it back to me), I thought I would share my big fat fail for this previous week.
For my triathlon training, I’ve been doing one long cycle outside to log time in the seat and get use to my bike gears. The for my 2nd bike ride of the week, I head to the gym and take a cycling class. This helps build my strength and confidence – tackling imaginary hills isn’t any where near as depressing when it gets really steep.
To reserve a bike, patrons can call as early as an hour before class. With a limited number, the classes often fill up. I called at 11:30 on the nose and snagged a bike for the 12:30 lunchtime class. I arrived a few minutes early and got in a nice easy spin to warm up. As the class started, all the bikes filled up.
5 minutes into class, another cycler arrived. The instructor asked if she had signed up for class, she had. The instructor then asked who in the class hadn’t. No one volunteered. Going person by person thought the list, the instructor attempted to match the sign up sheet with the faces before her.