This Time Last Year...It Rained Tears From Heaven

Last year's ride was a first, the first time in twenty years it didn't complete one-hundred miles during the day. While the rain prevented a safe, warm, and routine Ride for Missing Children...it didn't hinder the spirit of the ride.  At first some riders think it is about riding their bicycle to raise money until they attend their first "Rider's Meeting" when they hear from from other cyclists, volunteers, and family members of the missing. While these messages, testimonies, and statements start them thinking, it isn't until arriving at Troop D the day of the ride that the true meaning starts to settle into their hearts.

It is this deeper meaning of hope, education, healing, and love that fuels their pedaling and endurance to start, and complete, their ride. My hope is to blog throughout the day to share the ride with you. I'm not sure how possible this is, yet I'm up to the challenge. So for now...we are with our Ride for Missing Children family to raise awareness, hope, and bring our missing home.  There aren't any high winds, strong winds, or storms in the forecast so let the ride begin... Leave a note of encouragement and thanksgiving for the riders below...
Hope to post more later ~ this might be a record breaking blog day!
I wonder how many I can post between 4 a.m. and 9 p.m.?
Then again, it might be so busy, this is the only one posted too.
Thank you for your prayers of safety, protection, and recovered children.