The Longest Ride: A Solstice of Carving and Light
A High Sun Celebration from The Church of the One Wheel
Opening Scripture:
“And the light lingered upon the pavement, and the path stretched beyond the horizon. And the faithful carved until their batteries wept.”
— Book of Sol 6:21
Sermon:
Wheelievers,
Today is no ordinary Sunday.
Today we ride beneath the longest light of the year, when the sun refuses to set and the pavement warms like a sacred charging pad.
Today we celebrate the Solstice of Carving and Light — the day the universe says, “You may ride for just a little longer.”
I. The Solstice Is a Gift
The ancients measured this day by the shadows it cast.
We measure it by the distance we can carve before the streetlights hum.
For today:
Our commutes are sacred.
Our trails are golden.
Our tire treads write scripture in dust.
This is not just a celestial alignment.
It is a cosmic permission slip to glide further than usual — spiritually and physically.
II. The Sacred Stretch of Daylight
Today, we are given the gift of extra light — not to waste on chores or productivity — but to use for sacred acts like:
Longboard pilgrimage to the smoothie stand
Sunset solo rides that feel like music videos
Holding balance just a little longer on that narrow trail because the glow is just too perfect
And when you hit that carve where you’re weightless for a split second?
That’s the solstice touching your soul.
III. Ride While the Sun Still Shines
Let this be a holy reminder:
The darkness always returns.
But today?
Today, you ride without worry.
Without headlights.
Without questions.
You ride because the universe gave you this gift — an extra hour, an open path, a tailwind that feels suspiciously like divine propulsion.
Closing Words:
“Make hay while the sun shines. Make wheel art while the asphalt’s warm.”
— Solar Scrolls 4:4
So go now, faithful.
Carve like the day will never end.
Ride with joy, with speed, and with sunscreen.
And when the sun finally sets, let it find you coasting peacefully — lit by nothing but LEDs and smug contentment.
This is your solstice.
Make it count.
Amen.
