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It has been a joy to ride that scooter for 11,111.1 miles and counting. The 80 mpg helps, but it is the feeling of air rushing past one's face and being alive with everything around you, rather than enclosed in a car or a truck, that makes riding a scooter worthwhile. Even at 30 degrees. Though that is quite cold.
While I watched for this number to roll around the odometer, I am not much into "luck". Into every life comes a mixture of good and bad, celebration and sorrow. More than luck, I believe in a God who watches over us every step of the way--or maybe every tenth mile of the way. We don't have to appeal to luck. We have one who has promised to be with us always, even to the end of the age. That must be a lot farther than 11,111.1 miles.
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May you know that there is a God who attends to you each moment of each day.