Bikeride Across America: Arizona City, AZ

Arizona City, AZ. ( 32.755N latitude, -111.67W longitude) click pic for more info from

64 more miles down the road on our Bike Ride Across America and we roll into the quiet and HOT! little town of Arizona City, AZ.

My bike riding partner husband and I are on mile 2,005! of “BAA” (Bikeride Across America, or BAA for short, pronounced,  ba-a, like a sheep, ’cause that’s what we are — wooly little bikeriders bringing glory to our shepherd, Jesus Christ!)

NOTE: If you’ve been checking in on my blog lately, you know this is a virtual bike ride.  We ride the miles around our midwestern town and record our progress on a map of the United States as if we were riding from Florda to California along highway 10.

We have 355 miles to go and are hoping to take a real trip (not virtual) out to San Diego in the fall to dip our front tires into the Pacific Ocean at Mission Beach.

One of the advantages of a virtual ride is we get to miss out on all the horrible heat down south.  It got up to 102 degrees today in Arizona, for instance, but we rode in a comfortable 70 degrees up here in the north, with cool breezes.

It was still hard work, 64 miles is 64 miles, after all, but SOOOOO much more do-able with a steady breeze and cozy temps.

Well, sometimes life forces us to ride in the heat whether we want to or not, so I found some verses that can fan our faith with a steady breeze of hope when we’re riding out a hot spot.

I found them using the longitude and latitude of Arizona City, AZ (see caption above)

They are Psalm 32:7 and Psalm 111:6-7:

“You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah” ~~ Psalm 32:7

“He has shown his people the power of his works… The works of his hands are faithful and just; all his precepts are trustworthy.” ~~ Psalm 111:6-7.

Let’s Pray: Oh, Father, thank you that I’m never riding alone.  You promised to be with me till the very end (Matthew 28:20).

Thank you for being my “hiding place” (Psalm 32) and  surrounding me with songs of deliverance.  Increase my faith so I can hear the music!

No matter how uncomfortably hot my life may get, I can trust that your faithful and just hand is he one that turned up the heat. (Psalm 111)

You are trustworthy!  I will put my hope in You.  In Jesus’ name, Amen!

Are you suffering in the heat all alone?  Click the pic below to meet the only One who can stand in the flames with you and bring you through unscorched:

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the fiery furnace

source for photo above, click HERE

Special Thanks to CLIP ART, ETC. for the lovely letters “Y” and “H” above.

Bike Ride Across America: Campfire under the Arizona moon

Well, I’ve been biking with my husband more than blogging, lately, so we’ve made it quite a ways down the road since my last post.   In fact, we’ve crossed the border into Arizona and are almost to Tucson, in a little town called Benson.

click pic for Benson, AZ facts from

My husband is, anyway.  I’m, actually, 5 miles behind him, which means I’ll just have to pitch a tent and spend the night with the rattlers and scorpions in the desert, till I can catch up in the morning.

That’s because this isn’t a real Bike Ride Across America.  It’s a virtual one where we ride out the miles on country roads around our Midwestern town and log our progress on a map to see where we’d be if we really were riding Rt. 10 from the Atlantic to the Pacific across the south.

Our day’s goal was to ride 50 miles, which Dave achieved, but I had stopped at McDonald’s for a coffee break after the first 10, while Dave rode around some more, which left me 5 miles short at the end of the ride and since we had an appointment to get showered up for, there was no time to make up the miles, which leaves  me out under the stars  while Dave’s in town mingling with the Benson-ites!

I wonder if he’s in one of the taverns singing the “Benson, Arizona Song” with the locals.  It’s a real song.  I found it on Youtube:

Not as much fun as I’m having, I’m sure, since I found THIS friendly group of singers to share a campfire with under a beautiful Arizona moon:

In the real world, it’s nice to have friends, and in the Christian day to day, it’s vital:

“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!…  Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.”    ~~Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Well, while I’m stranded out here under the stars, why don’t you join me for a bit around the warmth of God’s Word to pray for our friends.  Who knows, maybe one or two of them have fallen down and could use a little help getting back up again…

Stop! Drop! and Pray!

Let’s Pray:

Oh, Father in heaven, thank you for my friends.

Father, “out of [Your] glorious riches, please strengthen [them] with power through [Your] Spirit in their inner [selves]”. (Ephesians 3:16)

Please give [them] a Spirit of wisdom and revelation so that [they] may know [You] better. (Ephesians 1:17)

In Jesus’ name, Amen!

Do you know the Lord?  If not, click the pic below to be introduced.  He’d love to share His fire with you!

campfire chalk drawing by Helen South**

**click HERE to see source for campfire flames above.

Bike Across America: Tumbleweed Faith

Biking the roadways in the southwest means heat, more heat, and dodging  LOTS of tumbleweeds.

Tumbleweeds  aren’t native to the southwest, ya know.  The prickly thistle is a Russian immigrant.  Da! (yes, in Russian)

The seeds were delivered to the west via the Transcontinental Railroad, attached to burlap bags from Russia.

Transcontinental Railroad, click pic for source

Well, no matter where they come from, I’ve decided I don’t want to have tumbleweed faith.  Nyet! (no!)

I don’t want my faith in God’s goodness to be bounced around by every wind of doubt and my ever-changing circumstances. Nyet, spotzeebo! (no, thank you!)

I don’t want a heart that follows God today

because everything’s going my way,

but, if tomorrow pain I feel?

says, “Move over, God, I’ll take the wheel!”

And do you know why the tumbleweed tumbles?

Well, after a short time of flowering:

click pic for source

the round, prickly plant develops a tough layer of cells at the base thus cutting itself off from the root, and off it goes…

Hmmmm…maybe that’s why my faith takes a tumble sometimes, too.

Maybe by skipping out on reading the Bible and forgetting to pray too often, my heart develops a tough outer layer and I cut myself off from the Root,


my heart’s REAL desire.

Then, off I go

tumbling about in the dust

snagging myself on barbed wire.

click pic for source

The Apostle Paul didn’t want his disciples in Ephesus to have Tumbleweed Faith, either, so he prayed this prayer for them…

“For this reason I bow my knees before the Father…

that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory,

to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in the inner man,

so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith;

and that you, being rooted and grounded in love,

may be able to comprehend with all the saints

what is the breadth and length and height and depth,

and to know the love of Christ

which surpasses knowledge,

that you may be filled up to all the fullness of God.” (Ephesians 3:14)

And did you see how big that root of love is?  (“How big is it?”, remember the old Johnny Carson show? :] )  It’s so big, we need help from God to “comprehend” the” breadth and length and height and depth” of it.  Now, that’s alotta love, and you and I HAVE to stay anchored to it, to Jesus, to grow.

Russian Thistles (Salsola Collina), before they become Tumbleweeds, click pic for source and to read more about the Tumbleweed from Blue Planet Biomes

Let’s pray:

Oh, Father in heaven, I want to know, know, know that love, that is beyond my ability to understand in my human fraility.

Fill me with ALL of your love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. [the fruits of the Spirit from Galatians 5:22]

In Jesus’ name, Amen!!!

Do you have an anchor for your soul? Click on the pic below to meet mine.  You’ll be glad you did.  You’ll say, “spat-zeebo” (thank you), and I’ll say, “Ne-za-chto” (don’t mention it.)

P.S. We’ve logged another 100 miles in New Mexico on our (virtual)  Bike Ride Across America (confetti, horns, hip-hip-hurrays!!!!)

The hot, dusty road brings us to the little town of Deming.

(not really, just pretend.  we’re actually riding around our midwestern town, and up in Door County on our vacation, my husband and I, and we’re logging our miles on a Google map as if we were riding from the Atlantic to the Pacific across the south and southwest.  Click on the map below to read about our crazy adventure)

 Deming, NM(map from