Thursday, July 20, 2017

7 bikes in 10 days
















I had decided to just relax this week.  It has been hectic, but fun and exciting for the past six weeks, riding almost 8000 miles including riding over 5000 miles in nine states, catching up with old friends, and making new ones.  Coming home to the birth of our first grandson July 4th, and getting back into the writing and ministering routine.  In between raising a now 5 month old American Bulldog who weighs over 50 pounds and still sits on my lap, helping Nick get back on motorcycles again, and getting ready to leave for another week of riding.  I needed just a few days off to relax, then I got stung by a bee while riding on my cheek, got to ride in the ambulance to the ER, I am allergic and have taken a couple of days to fully recover, and just planned to finish the break in miles on the 20185 Thruxton R I have.  Then Mickey called...
When I had taken our Tiger 1050 up for an oil change, they had just gotten in the first 2018 bikes for the press fleet, so I was given a T120 to ride.  Until Mick called the next day, they needed it back and they gave me the Thruxton.  Which sat mostly as it only holds one person, and Theresa and I have been riding our old Tiger 955 with 106,000 miles on it.  And he called again yesterday, the T120, the same one I had for a day, needs break in miles ASAP to go out to Cycle World, when can you come up?  I wasn’t done with the Thruxton yet, he said “keep it, ride the T120.”  So needing an oil change on our Tiger 800, the one we took the trip on, I will ride it up today, leave it, pick up the T120, bring it back Tuesday, get the 800, take the Thruxton back Thursday, pick up a Street Triple RS, and leave Monday on the 800 for a week.  For a few days I will have more of Triumph’s press fleet in my garage than my own.   Not sure which day or bike it is....still under the affects of the bee sting. 
But I have the reputation of putting on miles quickly when needed, so these calls are not unusual, but infrequent.  But they do come in bunches, and when the new years, the next year’s bike arrive, I ride.  A lot.  Not really going anywhere, but going everywhere, trying not to repeat any previous day’s ride.  I get bored on the same old roads, only a different bike makes the ride worth while sometimes.  I’m not sure if I am bragging or complaining, but like I said, I had planned on just relaxing this week.  Guess my rest will come on a two wheeled sofa called Triumph.  And no, I don’t wish to trade problems!
When I was forced into retirement by being disabled, I could see how you never or ever had time to get things done before.  With more time, it seems there is more desire for it, and many mornings I don’t know what an email or phone call will bring.  Ministry is like that, meeting needs, and it brings me closer to God every day.  I recently read a scripture that we all know and have heard about laying down  your life for a friend being true love.  But a brief study of the words in John made me think.  Did Jesus really want me to die for him?  For others?  Death is a one time occurrence, not much to make a ministry of.  I have come closer to death than most, and not died, bringing on cascades of “I guess your job for God isn’t done yet.”  To which I reply, “I guess yours isn’t either.”  As if my testimony segregates me for special duty.  But yes, it does and has, and knowing I can only die once, makes me enjoy life today more.  For in the scripture, Jesus is asking us to put others ahead of us everyday, to die to self, and put them ahead of us and our desires.  Jesus showed greater love, the indwelling of the father every day as he served, and gave of himself.  He knew what laid ahead, yet pressed on in love, not the emotion, but his spirit one with his father.  For God is love.  And when his spirit is alive in us, we can do what he commands, for it is not a suggestion, but a command, lay down your selfish life for your friends.  Listen to the spirit and you will know what to do, be equipped and the works are in motion.  Just obey!  Sometimes it is on the way, many times out of our way, but when in God’s way, we see him in action,and we are blessed.  And he calls us to do this repeatedly!  We as Christians are to known by our love, to be different from the world, but to minister in it.  We cannot do this on our own, only in the spirit. 
Jesus died once for all, we die many times for him.  Our lives are not our own after we turn to him, he guides us, and this week I will ride.  Which I love to do, and spend time in the spirit listening to him inside my helmet.  I know he has great things planned for me, so I am excited, but tired too.  He will give me the strength, as he always has before. 
Today you will be confronted with the chance to show the love of Jesus.  Maybe by listening to a hurting friends, running an errand, baking cookies, or visiting someone in the hospital.  And it will upset your schedule, but do it like we are commanded, in love.  For whoever is the least of those we do it for, we are doing it to Jesus.  Jesus needs miles on a motorcycle, a ride to the hospital, a meal and conversation, revealed in the circumstance he provides.  And he is calling on us to be his hands and feet, his ears and mouth too.  In his love.  I get many letters from Christians who sign off, In his service, but are you in his love?  Seven different bikes ridden in 10 days in God’s love.  Maybe the scripture is true, he does give us the desires of our hearts.  And when he is that desire.....well, I’m going riding!  If only you could see the smile inside my Arai.  For God so loved the world, he laid down his life for us.  Can’t you pass on his love just a little today?
We are to love as he loved us.  And as his spirit dwells within us, we will.  “Not by might, not by power, but by my spirit, says the Lord.”  Die to self and start to live.  So you can do it again tomorrow.  Do you want greater love?  Do you want to be more like Jesus?  Get ready to lay it all down and serve.  In love, true love.  You know, there just may be a lesson in here somewhere.
love with compassion,
Mike
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