The Last Day

Today we woke up, got our things together, and left the Isaiah House. We ate breakfast at a Wendy’s and went over our final day’s route. It was raining and a bit chilly outside. We felt the past two days inside us and the third day did not seem too welcoming. Before we even got onto the bikes we were pretty wet. 

The first half of the day was a struggle. Every time we stopped for whatever reason, it was really hard to get back onto the bike and start riding again. We did though, and I honestly feel that only He could be given the credit for that. 

After lunch, the sun greeted us, and we got off the super busy roads for a while. Not too many interesting stories, except for Jeremy’s awesome bail. He flipped over his handle bars in the outskirts of Louisville, flying through the air, and instinctively catching his bike. Words can’t do it justice.

We saw the skyline around 3:45, though stressful for my dad in the SAG, once in Louisville, biking was a breeze with all of the bike lanes and sidewalks. Jeremy and I snuck off course to sneak a peak at the Ohio river, it was insanely pretty. 

We met up with Dr. Matt Smyzer, and he lead us to a spot that we could get into the river. Jeremy and I disregarded the “Warning, Waste Run-Off is Deceptively High” signs and jumped in. It was the perfect end to a 182.45 mile bike trip. 

After we dried off, Dr. Smyzer showed us around the Baptist Fellowship Center on the west side of Louisville. In each room, he told us about what was done there. Literally every room had a God centered purpose. There was a daycare that was extremely affordable, so people could go to work and not be paying half their wages to child care. There was a program they set up to help people understand federal grants for cheaper prescriptions. There was a food bank that gave people 4 days worth of food, so they could figure things out when they were in trouble. The list of things was endless. Dr. Smyzer is a pastor of a church, in addition to doing all of this. It is crazy to think that I often say, “I just don’t have the time.” Dr. Smyzer doesn’t have the time by my standards, yet he still does so much. After this experience, I hope I’ll remember that with God all things are possible.