8-28
Went to Mass with in Florence and than Joe drove me into Pueblo to pick up my bike, I now have gears.
8-29
Stayed an extra day with Joe and his wonderful family.
8-30
Left early in the morning. Joe drove me to Sergent which was on the other side of Monarch pass and the continental divide. I am very thankful as that would have made for a very rough day. Saying goodbye to Joe I rode to the town of Gunnison. There I stayed with Ed and Dorothy. They were so wonderful to me.
8-31
Heading towards the town of Montrose. Ed volunteers at the museum in the Garrison and after he was finished he was going to pick me up on the road, there was a bad construction area that turned into gravel he wanted to get me through. So about 20 miles out of Garrison Ed picked me up and I was so thankful, the road was tore up pretty bad. From where he dropped me off to Montrose it was straight downhill for miles. Getting into Montrose I was convinced I had to Grand Junction and into Utah. So it still being early I decided to head to Grand Junction. About ten miles outside of Montrose I stopped at a subway and was looking at my directions. Right off the bat I noticed none of the towns sounded familiar. So looking at Google maps I checked and I was actually supposed to go south out of Montrose instead of north. So I got back on my bike and back into Montrose where I went to evening Mass and slept behind the church.
On my way to the subway I saw a man walking infront of me with a large sign hanging off his backpack. As I got closer I saw it had a religious website written on it. Stopping I asked where he started from. He said he was on a mission trip and had been walking for 4 1/2 years. He than handed me a sheet of paper proving the existence of GOD. I than said I had crucifixs blessed by Pope Benedict. He said he didn't want one, that it doesn't matter what the Pope does, the Blood of JESUS saves. And on this I had to bite my tongue which can be hard for me at times. You see it's fine he refused it makes no difference to me, and he is right that the Blood of JESUS saves. But by his reasoning, or lack of reasoning; if it doesn't matter what the Pope does, than it doesn't matter what you do either. And so by your logic you have wasted 4 1/2 years of life walking around for nothing.
"Who now rejoice in my sufferings for you, and fill up those things that are wanting of the sufferings of Christ, in my flesh, for his body, which is the church." (Col. 1:24) As St. Paul explains, though the sufferings and the sacrifice of JESUS were perfect and complete, JESUS made us participants in ours and others redemption. As he is the head we are the body, and it does matter what we do. We are not spectators in our's and others salvation, but active participants.
9-1
Climbed the Dallas Divide summit today, it was pretty rough going up. But going down was fun, I actually had to use my breaks at times I was flying down the mountain.
9-2
Spent the night in the town of Norwood and got everything ready for Utah which is about 100 miles away. Once in Utah I will be entering the "lonliest road in America."
Joe, Me and Joe's brother Mark
St. Mary's in Montrose CO
Went to Mass with in Florence and than Joe drove me into Pueblo to pick up my bike, I now have gears.
8-29
Stayed an extra day with Joe and his wonderful family.
8-30
Left early in the morning. Joe drove me to Sergent which was on the other side of Monarch pass and the continental divide. I am very thankful as that would have made for a very rough day. Saying goodbye to Joe I rode to the town of Gunnison. There I stayed with Ed and Dorothy. They were so wonderful to me.
8-31
Heading towards the town of Montrose. Ed volunteers at the museum in the Garrison and after he was finished he was going to pick me up on the road, there was a bad construction area that turned into gravel he wanted to get me through. So about 20 miles out of Garrison Ed picked me up and I was so thankful, the road was tore up pretty bad. From where he dropped me off to Montrose it was straight downhill for miles. Getting into Montrose I was convinced I had to Grand Junction and into Utah. So it still being early I decided to head to Grand Junction. About ten miles outside of Montrose I stopped at a subway and was looking at my directions. Right off the bat I noticed none of the towns sounded familiar. So looking at Google maps I checked and I was actually supposed to go south out of Montrose instead of north. So I got back on my bike and back into Montrose where I went to evening Mass and slept behind the church.
On my way to the subway I saw a man walking infront of me with a large sign hanging off his backpack. As I got closer I saw it had a religious website written on it. Stopping I asked where he started from. He said he was on a mission trip and had been walking for 4 1/2 years. He than handed me a sheet of paper proving the existence of GOD. I than said I had crucifixs blessed by Pope Benedict. He said he didn't want one, that it doesn't matter what the Pope does, the Blood of JESUS saves. And on this I had to bite my tongue which can be hard for me at times. You see it's fine he refused it makes no difference to me, and he is right that the Blood of JESUS saves. But by his reasoning, or lack of reasoning; if it doesn't matter what the Pope does, than it doesn't matter what you do either. And so by your logic you have wasted 4 1/2 years of life walking around for nothing.
"Who now rejoice in my sufferings for you, and fill up those things that are wanting of the sufferings of Christ, in my flesh, for his body, which is the church." (Col. 1:24) As St. Paul explains, though the sufferings and the sacrifice of JESUS were perfect and complete, JESUS made us participants in ours and others redemption. As he is the head we are the body, and it does matter what we do. We are not spectators in our's and others salvation, but active participants.
9-1
Climbed the Dallas Divide summit today, it was pretty rough going up. But going down was fun, I actually had to use my breaks at times I was flying down the mountain.
9-2
Spent the night in the town of Norwood and got everything ready for Utah which is about 100 miles away. Once in Utah I will be entering the "lonliest road in America."
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