One of the highlights of my summer has been the opportunity I’ve had to take my bike out for some nice solo rides. I’ve always loved to bike. But during the past 10 years, I’ve been slowed down by four pregnancies. And my bike rides often involved pulling at least one child in a trailer while riding slowly behind a few more using training wheels.
Finally, now that my kids are a little older, I’ve started making time to load up my mountain bike and head out to the trails to enjoy some quiet solitude. My first ride of the summer was a 10-mile loop at my favorite forest preserve in the area, Waterfall Glen.
I was about halfway through the ride when I came to a screeching stop at the bottom of a big hill. In front of me was this.

A few nights before, a big storm had blown through the area. This huge branch was blocking the entire path.
“Nooooooo!” I thought. Getting to mile No. 5 hadn’t been easy. It wasn’t just the bike ride itself. Finding a time when my husband could watch all four kids. Putting my bike on the bike rack and driving over to the trail. But mostly, it was a mental thing. Would I really be able to “get back on my bike again” and ride as far as I used to ride on a regular basis?
That big branch made me think about so many other obstacles in my life. It’s so easy to focus on the obstacle and forget about where you were headed. It really seemed impossible to continue along that path even though I knew that was the way I needed to go. No way was I ready to turn around and backtrack five miles to my car.
I had to make a choice.
During the last eight weeks, Pastor Ronn and Pastor Ben have been preaching about choices.
Desires or integrity? Defiance or obedience? Want or wisdom? Fear or trust? Distracted or alert? Deceitful or authentic? Arrogant of humble? What will we choose?
It’s been eye-opening to be reminded about the kings of the Old Testament and the poor choices they made. Solomon. Jeroboam. Rehoboam. From a human standpoint, they had everything. They were kings. They were great leaders. And they all went down in history as being known as the rulers of kingdoms that were torn apart because of their choices.
Each week as I listened to the messages, I was reminded that it wasn’t one, big, horrible, bad choice that brought their downfall. It was making small, wrong choices on a regular basis.
They did not set their hearts upon seeking the Lord. How many times did we hear that phrase? Instead of looking to Him to make the right choices, instead of seeking His will, they got distracted. They forgot where they were trying to go. They took their eyes off the path. They stopped focusing on Him.
When I saw that big tree branch blocking my path, it reminded me of so many other areas of my life. How often am I going along, doing my thing when BOOM! — a big tree branch falls right in front of me and messes up the plan?
Suddenly, it’s not so easy. I have to make a choice.
Anger or forgiveness? Complaining or finding joy? Greed or giving? The list goes on and on.
Thankfully, it really didn’t take that much investigation to see that others had gone before me. I laughed at myself, realizing that I had seriously considered turning around and riding back to the car. What I didn’t even notice at first was a little detour in the mud around the outside of the branch.

In the same way, I need to set my heart on Him. I want to follow Him and do his will no matter what. Obstacles will come. I know I will be tempted to make bad choices on a regular basis. The choices are in front of me nearly every minute of every day.
Making those little, bad choices everyday will lead to a life that is torn. Making the right choices comes naturally out of a heart that is set on Him.
What about you? What did you learn from the “Torn” series?
I would love to hear your story! Tell me about it in the comments section below.
Emily
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