Leaving The City.

For the last 4 years, I’ve worked the greatest job I’ve ever had. I’ve gone into the office day after day, and have spent the day with friends that I love dearly. Together, we’ve worked and fought day-in-and-day-out, to serve the Body of Christ.

It hasn’t been an easy journey. The City has an interesting history, but I believe The City, under the direction of ACS Technologies, is in the best position it’s ever been in, to serve the original vision:

“to come alongside churches and serve together, partnering as co-laborers to help enable their mission of spreading the gospel.”

I also believe that everyone on the team here, is here because of this vision.

At the end of the year, I’ll be leaving The City and ACS Technologies. I’m sad to leave my friends. More than that, though, I’m excited for what this team of passionate followers of Jesus, can make together, and how they can serve the Church.

I’m grateful. Grateful for friendships; grateful to have worked with such a passionate group of people, who truly love Jesus and His Church.

I’m moving on to Ministry Centered Technologies (makers of Planning Center).

First family backyard fire. Ezra was really excited about it. While we roasted hot dogs he had oatmeal.

First family backyard fire. Ezra was really excited about it. While we roasted hot dogs he had oatmeal.

Ezra’s ‘under water tail-fin plane’. He modified a plane already built and named it. He is getting really good at modifying Legos.

Ezra’s ‘under water tail-fin plane’. He modified a plane already built and named it. He is getting really good at modifying Legos.

Love.

Lost another tooth! (Taken with instagram)

Lost another tooth! (Taken with instagram)

Rockin’ the ice cream cone.  (Taken with Instagram at J’aime Les Crepes)

Rockin’ the ice cream cone. (Taken with Instagram at J’aime Les Crepes)

Sleepy head.  (Taken with instagram)

Sleepy head. (Taken with instagram)

My bike ate my leg.

Now that it’s warm out, I’ve been riding my bike a lot more. I typically bus from home to downtown, and then ride over to work from downtown. It’s about a 2.5 mile ride. Really short, but nice to feel the wind in your face before sitting at a computer all day.

This morning I got on the bus, and pulled out my laptop, and worked all the way to downtown. When I left my house, it was dry and looking like it was going to be a beautiful day. When I got off the bus and got on my bike, it was raining. Well it was misting heavily. I walked the bike a couple of blocks to try and avoid getting soaked. When I got to Westlake, I decided it was no use, I needed to get to work. So I got on my bike and took off.

The South Lake Union Trolley (yes, SLUT) track runs along Westlake for a short spell. It’s smart, if you have to go over the tracks, to try and hit them perpendicular, so as to keep your tire from getting caught in the slots along the rails. It’s bad news if that happens.

I’ve hit them the wrong way before, but I wasn’t going fast enough to matter. Today, though, I wasn’t so fortunate. Given that it was raining, I was moving quickly to get out of the rain. I hit the tracks (I had to cross them) the right way, as I always do. However, because of the rain, it made no difference. As soon as my tire touched the rail, it slid right into the slot (the bad one, where you don’t want the tire to go).

Over the next 10 seconds, the following happened:

My bike began to slide out from under me.
I thought, "This is going to suck."
I flew.
I hit the road. Hard.
I heard my backpack (carrying my new MacBook Pro) hit the road.
I thought, "I have to get out of the road before I get hit."
I thanked Jesus that I was alive.
I began to assess what I was feeling, what was broken or not, and what was bleeding.

There was a fair amount of blood from my leg, and a piece of skin hanging off of my finger. Everything else seemed ok. No dizziness, no blurry vision. I decided I was ok, but my leg was hurting like crazy. And bleeding.

Thanks Karen, for the ride into the office.

Thanks Joe, for the peroxide.

Thanks Evan, for the ride home.

UPDATE: My bike is not in great shape. It’s not irreparable, but I can’t do it. I’ll have to take it to the local bike shop.

Here are the teethmarks.
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