You know what I need

For one full year we rode a Honda ST1100 to work. All year. Six sweaters in winter and a yellow slicker for rain.

One day, midway through monsoon season, friends invited us for dinner. We rode straight from work, dry as a dust ball in our bright yellow rain suit. The problem was, these friends lived in a rustic neighborhood. Rolling hills and unpaved streets. Think mud and slime.

All things considered we got pretty far before dropping the bike. They could have seen it out the window.

First thought: $$$

Second thought: Who’s watching? (Nobody—they were inside eating appetizers)

Third thought: How am I going to pick this thing up?

Righting a 600 lb. motorcycle is not like hoisting a watermelon. It’s more like removing a beached whale. Thankfully . . . I had a friend who once told me how to do it.

And that’s sort of today’s point. Nearly every helpful thing we do in youthwork was picked up from others. Books, mentors, partners, pastors, parents, friends, conferences, teachers — where would we be without one another? So today we’re thanking God for the blessing of community — brothers and sisters who share in the call to love next generations.

As for picking up an ST, you face away from the bike, crouch down with the small of your back against the seat, grab the seat from behind with both hands, and stand up while leaning into the bike. Pretty sweet. And may you never need to know that.

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