Years ago, my young kids and I had visited a rails to trails bike path along the New River. Just as we arrived, a huge thunderstorm did as well, and lightning struck twenty feet from us. We packed up and left without ever going on this legendary trail we had heard was so beautiful. Well, I knew I was somewhere near that trail. I was up early, and only had 9 hours of driving left. I could maybe bike the trail! I mapquested it's location- just ten minutes away, and on my route to my folks!
My clownish folding bike was in the van, along with my kayak. I was ready for any adventure. I drove to New River State Park.
Everything about it was charming. The old rail station had been renovated into a gift shop. One of the old trains was parked on the grounds.
I started off on the bike path and all my troubles were forgotten. It was, bar none, the most beautiful bike ride I had ever been on. My heart was filled to overflowing with praise to God. The level path meandered through cool shaded forest, with granite cliffs to my left, and the New River to the right.
I passed through tunnels
and over countless trestles across the river.
I passed several horses, who spooked at me and my funny little bike, but then calmed as I chatted with their owners. I biked 2 1/2 hours and only stopped because I was starving and had to get back on the drive to NY.
I realized how I would have missed all of this bounty of beauty if the treadmill had been open in the tiny little fitness room. When God closes a window...He opens a DOOR. Do not fear, He was telling me, when the day seems dark and there seems no escape, no options, no joy. Heaven awaits, and it is better than you can imagine.
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Godless you! He send you and he bless both of us!!!!
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