Reflections 7/26/2020: Last evening I was swept up in sadness. Snuck up on me and engulfed me in its clutches. Tears streamed down my cheeks like the summer rain outside. Couldn’t exactly say why… a cumulative sense of helplessness in my own life as well as the world at large. So instead of fighting it off with eloquent reasoning, I strapped on my backpack and went for a bike ride. Took advantage of the break in the rain to spin my wheels of woe. The aroma of wet pavement, thirst-quenched foliage, wind in my hair (well, no hair, but face), and just letting the tears rip was restorative! Felt like I pedaled my way back to perspective. Cruised up to my pandemic hideout (home) with new resolve. No concrete problems solved, but something felt settled inside. God, thank You for these rainy patches amidst the sunshine. Sometimes we need to talk when weather hits, and other times just join the rain in its ranting.