Pit Bike Quotes

They wash the windows, the roof, the door, all of it. Then a crane drags the house from its spot and puts it down into the pit. There's dolls and books and cans all scattered around. The excavator picks them up. Then it covers everything with sand and clay, leveling it. And then instead of a village, you have an empty field. They sowed our land with corn. Our house is lying there, and our school and our village council office. My plants are there and two albums of stamps, I was hoping to bring them with me. Also I had a bike.

Grace is also for strength: “Be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus” (2 Tim. 2:1). I was about twelve years old when my father passed away. I’ll never forget riding home that day on my little Schwinn bike with the banana seat and sissy bar. As I came down the street, I saw cars in our driveway, and I knew that my dad had passed away. I had seen him in the hospital the day before, and he had pulled me to his bedside and said, “Clark, I want you to take care of your mom.” I sat down on the little rock wall that my dad and I had built, and my next-door neighbor came over to me and put his arm around me. “It’s going to be okay, Clark,” he told me. “You’re young; you’re strong. You’ll get through this.” For years I thought that because I was young and strong, I would get through it. But that was a lie from the pit of hell. It’s God’s grace that strengthens us to get through the calamities and difficulties of life.