Take the long way home……part 2

As many of have read the last posting, i wrote, about the homeless guy on a bike.

Well just a few weeks, Pastor and i decied to take a bike ride one Sunday afternoon, before we left the Pastors wife decied to say dont get any flats tires and have fun. well shortly after we took off, we stopped at the gas station to get some air in the tires of Pastors bike. well started off, as we entered the south end of town, we decided to stay single file. After we exited south if town, we stayed next to each other(side by side), as we were riding and talking, we heard and weird sound, almost like a squashing noise, then Pastor looked down and saw that i had a flat. So we decied, to stop and repair ir, well the fun was not over yet. When Ii got the tools out, i heard Pastor go, ” AHHH”.  As I look over his bike that he parked in the grass, tipped over. Pastor,  then contuined to help get the tire off, and  change the intertube. so after getting the tube and tire back on. Ii pick up the co2 inflater, and connected it to the tire, and nothing. still stand ign there with a flat, thats wheni decied to make a joke. When stood there fir a minute, i took a deep breathe andlet it out, i looked up to the sky and closed my eyes and said out load “Remember the message Nate, remember the message Nate” (Pastor at the time had a 3 part series abotu dealing with anger). Shortly after I said that, both me and Pastor broke out laughing very load, to break the silnate anger about the flat tire.  As we both decied, to end the bike ride there, so we diced to walk back on foot, not eve thinking about how far we have gone. We just starting talking about diffent stuff, from hiking to doing plays, and opening the church to one day  a week, for aarty open mic night.

But the thing that I noticed was that there was tons of traffic going my us the whole time, and not a single person, even to stop and see if we were ok, or even offered us a ride back into town. when we reached the gas station, the same one we stoppped at to fill Pastors tires the first time, W e stoppped and hung out in the shade. As we fished our walk with the bikes back to Pastors house, we turned the corner, we got closer and he asked if i wanted to go yell at his wife for saying what happened. But when i opened the door, i just said it, I nevered yelled at her. i am too nice of a guy to do that to anyone. As Pastor entered the house, he made a joke by saying, ” Well, i better go mow the lawn, since Nate popped bothi his tires on the bike”. So i offered to do it for him, but he said he can do it. So, we loaded up the car with my bike, when going home, we decied to………TAKE THE LONG WAY HOME, that day, but we will always look back on this day and laugh at it.

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