No Coincidence

Happy 13th Day of a New Year, Wind sisters,
Texas has been a bit chilly and raining lately, so I haven’t had my 1st ride of a New Year just yet. But I have learned “All Rides Come in Due Time.” So, when God opens a ride of opportunity, I shall ride.

In the meantime, as with every morning, I start with coffee in bed, staring out the window taking in the morning coming into view while the birds play in the hedges by our bedroom window.

Then I had broken my morning rule, which is no social media before coffee picking up my phone to see what today’s Facebook memory was and BOY! It was a hug straight from heaven. A post I wrote ten years ago, which oddly could be my 10-year Facebook challenge post that everyone is flooding their timelines with, because It’s a situation I’m presently dealing with as a mother. Ten years ago today, I posted about closure, tying up loose ends, putting periods on chapters, throwing away keys to close doors. I realized that my mothering season had changed into a season of counseling, which is seldomly wanted these days, and that my heart and soul were heavily grieved by it.

Being me, I pressed down feeling of not being needed or wanted, I kept it moving because Life went on, and I didn’t want red crying eyes dealing with my cake clients. But ten years ago today, God delivered a WORD to my home mailbox that popped up in my Facebook memory this morning and confirmed why I love HIM so and oh! how He cares for me as a mother and Woman of often time weary faith.

You see, God knew the knife that was headed straight for my heart this week, and He also knew the hands that would be holding it. So, He again sent His word to comfort me, a napkin for my tears that read NO COINCIDENCE!

Artist Unknown: In devotional art, the Immaculate Heart of Mary is traditionally depicted pierced with seven wounds or swords, in homage to the seven sorrows of Mary. The Immaculate Heart of Mary refers to the interior life of the Blessed Virgin Mary — her joys and sorrows, her virtues and hidden perfections, and, above all, her virginal love for God the Father, her maternal love for her son Jesus, and her compassionate love for all people.

With the scripture from the Message Bible that read “I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out – plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for “Jeremiah 29:11 and it ended with this prayer…

I AM TAKING CARE OF YOU,
Feel the warmth and security of being enveloped in my loving presence. Every detail of your Life is under my control. Moreover, everything fits into a pattern for good to those who love Me and are called according to my design and purpose.
Because the world is in an abnormal fallen condition, people think that chance governs the universe. Events may seem to occur randomly, with little or no meaning. People who view the world this way have overlooked one basic fact: the limitations of human understanding.

What you know of the iceberg submerged beneath the surface of the visible world are mysteries too vast for your heart and mind to comprehend. But if you could only see how close I am to you when your heart is raw, weary, and wounded by knives held by hands you once cradled and held on to, you would know I’m constantly working on your behalf; you would never again doubt that I am wonderfully caring for you. This is why you must live by faith, not by sight, trusting in my mysterious, majestic presents at all times, no matter what Life brings your way.

Ladies, this is our Faithful God! Who not only cares about us but everything that happens to us. God is not blind to the things that wound our hearts and cause our soul and spirits to become weary and downtrodden. He’s got you and me in the palm of His hands, and the 10-year post popping up in my Facebook memory today was a hug from His thrown of grace that reminded me…

“Though familiar hands may hurt my heart, Gods loving hands will always be there to heal my heart and love all the pain away.”

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience and remember, it is through triumphant trust in God that we can rejoice and keep daring to be brave while riding the good ride of faith.

Have a beautiful and blessed day ladies xoxoxo

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Joy & Pain

Today is the last day of 2021—a whole year of many things that have challenged us beyond what we thought was even possible has finally come to an end, the last hours of 2021. Some of us will turn the page on 2021 and start the new chapter of 2022, but some won’t. Some souls won’t go into 2022, be it physically or mentally. It has always been unsettling how so many loved ones die unexpectedly at the end of the year; it’s as if the year coming to a close says, “You can’t stay in what’s left in this year.” And the new year ahead says, “you aren’t coming into this one either.”

This last week of 2021 has been an emotional roller coaster. Being caught between the joys and pains of what’s left of 2021—praying for our daughter, who is days away from blessing us with our second grandchild and praying for others trying to end their days left here on this side of heaven.

Yesterday morning I was praying for life coming into this world and for a life, trying to leave this world, wrapping my mind around these two emotions while caring for my little grandson. I was baking up customer cake orders and trying to keep my faith and strength up for the fight that could land at my doorstep any minute, because we all know the devil is always busy at the end of the year. I found it interesting how the joys of 2021 could have one soul excited to come into this world, while the pains of 2021 had another soul eager to leave it, or as Stephen King quoted “The battle between good and evil is endlessly fascinating because we are participants every day.”

Artist Unknown

When you realize that you are a participant in this battle designed to overtake you, you have to arm yourself, especially when the two emotions of joy and pain are in close proximity to one another, you realize that there is a Spiritual battle going on, and the only remedy for being a participant in such a battle is prayer… Praying to stand against the storms of life. So, as we go about these last hours of 2021…

Let us pray,

Father God, who goes before us all, go into 2022 and continue to cover us with your grace and mercy as we deal with the joys and pains of this world. Father God, continue to overtake us with blessings upon blessings in the new year ahead and as we faithfully obey You, set us in a high place of safety and protect our minds and hearts.
Father God, continue to order our steps for the rides and roads ahead in 2022 and place a shield of protection around us wherever we go to prosper the work of our hands. Father give us good health and strength to do what you have placed in our hearts and contend with anyone or anything that threatens us, our home, our family and the peace we so desire in you.

Father God, as we turn the page on 2021 and enter into a new season, establish us as Your holy people and keep us moving upward in you. Lord, continue to build up our faith through meditating on Your Word, through prayer and praise, and help us to be less dependent on self and others and more dependent on You. Most importantly Father God, help us live and work together on this side of heaven with more humility, more gentleness, more patience, bearing with one another in love…Thank you for this new year…

In Jesus Name Amen.

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May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

One Wish

Christmas time is here, and it’s one of my favorite holidays for two reasons. One, it is when we celebrate the birth of our savior, and second, it was one of my late Grandmother’s favorite holidays. She loved making the home festive and filled with the Spirit of Christmas. I loved helping her put up the tree, hang Christmas lights inside the house, and even bake her famous sweet potato pies for Christmas dinner as a little girl. I would help Granddaddy hang Christmas lights on the front porch and hedges that trimmed the front of the house. It was a magical time as Nat King Cole’s “The Christmas Song” filled the house with Christmas cheer. I know what you are thinking….”Gurrrrrrl that sounds like a movie” LOL but it wasn’t. Growing up in Detroit with my Grandparents was exactly like that.

As a grandma myself, I admit that I struggle with this time of year because the memories of my grandma and her Christmas joy always made everything right this time of year, even though I’m sure it wasn’t. But as a kid, it was heaven on earth to me. Grandma made sure the house was filled with Holiday joy and the Spirit of Christ. But that was then; in the early ’70s, times were different. Fast forward to now, trying to fill grandma’s shoes is next to impossible in this day and age. Trying to keep the tradition of Christmas cheer within our homes four walls has been like a roller coaster or maybe more like a nightmare on elm street.

Our family dynamic is not what it used to be, making it hard to usher in the old holiday spirit that Grandma did so effortlessly back in the day when I was a little girl.

But then I recall a time when I was helping Grandma put tinsel on the Christmas tree, I was standing next to her as she would sitting on a chair, and I heard her mumbling something under her breath. I asked, “Grandma, what are you sayin’? She replied I’m prayin”. Maybe that’s why the home felt the way it did. As Grandma put up Christmas decorations, she prayed her way to peace, love and joy.

As I sit here typing this last post of 2021, the song, One Wish by Whitney Houston came on google chrome. I thought, “If I had one wish, what would it be?” The little girl in me wanted my Grandma back, so that I could decorate the house by her side just one more time. But the Women of fearless faith and Grammy that I have grown up to be wish for this, and that is…

Heavenly Father, please extend your ear from heaven and hear every household praying, trusting, and believing that better days are coming. You sent your only begotten Son through a virgin to guarantee that it would. Father, forgive the hearts that seem a little weary, and Father have mercy on the Spirits that seem less than joyful. Father, fix our eyes and hearts on the light of the Christ Child….your light so that peace, love and joy will fill our homes to full and overflow this Christmas season.

Amen.

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May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Merry Christmas and Have a Happy New Year!

Better Days are Coming…

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

Lord, I Thank Ya!

During November, we remind ourselves of all the things we have to be thankful for in our lives. Our family, a few good friends, jobs, good health, a loyal pet, a hobby, a long ride in beautiful weather. For some of us, it might be harder to see because FEAR seems to be ruling the day. But when you sit with yourself, taking a moment to think things over, you realize that FEAR is just False-Evidence-Appearing-Real.

There are just too many blessings to count, and if you are new to the bikers community like me, that list might be even longer! I am incredibly thankful for a lot of things in my life this year, the bad and the good. I’m so thankful, I had to narrow them down to 5. Why 5? Because it symbolizes God’s grace, His goodness, and His favor towards humans and is mentioned 318 times in Scripture. Five is the number of grace multiplied by itself, which is 25 and is ‘grace upon grace (John 1:16).

Grace is everything for nothing for those who don’t deserve anything.

Author Unknown

Here’s 5 things I’m thankful for this year.

1- Faith

Above everything, I really and truly thank God for my Faith. Not just any old faith…I thank God for that “Grand Mama Faith” Faith model and displayed by my praying Grandmother, who taught me that Prayer is the key to God’s kingdom and my Faith is what unlocks the door. Faith is a part of me, and I wouldn’t know how to do life without it; it is the only thing that has never ever let me down…For Faith, Lord I Thank Ya!

2 – Family

If I’m being honest, and that is the point of Adventures of Fearless Faith, to share my heart and do so honestly. The past two years have really taken a toll on my family, and I thank God that my immediate family has not fallen under the Spirit of Delusion. I thank God for revealing that which no longer serves our family has been pruned off. Our faith, hope and trust in Our Lord Savior Jesus Christ is stronger than ever! He is literally all we have. Between the 2020 election, the great racial divide, and Covid-19, our family circle has been reduced to, dare I say… A Faithful Few that are determined to hold on to God’s unchanging hands… For Family, Lord I Thank Ya!

3 – Freedom

Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom, and I understand that now more than ever before, and I truly thank God that I can move and have my being, living in a country where I’m free to ride the open road as a God-fearing woman of Faith. Nothing holding me back or keeping me down…I’m Free to be all that God has called me to be and I don’t have to apologize for loving My God and My Country… for Freedom, Lord I Thank Ya!

4 – Favor

There is an old saying, favor isn’t fair, and it’s true, but God’s favor is available to all that believe and are willing to receive. I thank God for his favor on my life and on the lives of my children and other people’s lives. I know when the favor of God is upon your life NOTHING! Can stop the blessings of God from getting to you. My Prayer is that the favor of God will chase me down, my family down, and always overtake us. One once of Favor can do what would take an eternity to accomplish…for Favor, Lord I Thank Ya!

5 – Forgiveness

I thank God that I can receive forgiveness at any point in my life, no matter how far I have strayed from God. Wisdom has taught me that I can’t hide from him, and I can’t fall out of His hands. God is not like a man…He doesn’t hold our foolishness against us…Lord knows I have done my share, but I’m so grateful that I can go to God in Prayer, “confess my sin; he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” 1 john 1:9… For Forgiveness, Lord I Thank Ya! 

What are you Thankful for in this season of Thanksgiving?

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

Thanks-Living

The season of Thanksgiving is upon us. Every November, we celebrate Thanksgiving and reflect on life’s lessons and the blessings they eventually turn out to be. For the past 2 years, I can say with all authority God has indeed been my family’s keeper, way-maker, and shelter during these past two years. We have become skilled at looking beyond our current situation and circumstances – be it blessings or struggles – and look to God, as our trustworthy source of all of our blessings.

Riding my Spyder with my husband this year has truly been a blessing for me and our way to escape all the madness that has plagued our country for the past two years. And it has taught me to press into 1 Thessalonians 5:18 that says… give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Faith will always make it possible for you to “rejoice always”

Now, it does not mean to give thanks FOR every little thing, like a child making a Christmas list for mom and dad. It means IN everything; that we might be going through….we are to give thanks. In bad days just as well as the good days, for rainy days, or days filled with sunshine. In sickness or in good health, without or with….Thanks-Living means we can say thank you to God for his faithfulness, no matter the situation or circumstance. We can thank Him because He never leaves or forsakes His own, and for His promise of eternal life through His darling Son Jesus Christ.

Give God thanks because no matter what it looks like, God is still on His throne; God is still in charge, and God will always have the final say. And for that, and that alone makes Him worthy of every praise and every thank you. This is a life of Thanks-Living, a life that reflects God’s Goodness and Mercy, chasing us down and riding along with us all the days of our lives.

May this prayer inspire you to live a life of Thanks-Living to honor our Lord Jesus Christ for all that He has done for you and me in this season of Thanksgiving.

Prayer of Thank-Living

Heavenly Father, I thank you for your Son Jesus, who you sacrificed so that I would not perish but have everlasting life.

Father, when I think of all that could have happened in my life and in the lives of those I love and cherish but didn’t, my soul cries out THANK YOU LORD! What can I say to a God who gives you everything you need when you deserve nothing at all? Lord, how can I ever thank You enough? Every time I’ve called on you, you have been right there in my time of need. My rock, when I was weak, and my hiding place when I needed shelter from the storms of life.

Father, Thank you! For being my Faithful God, the light that surrounds me, and the love that never fails me. For keeping my head lifted high and my eyes fixed toward your mountains where all my help has come from.

Father, continue to help me be a woman of faith who keeps her eyes on You and praises You, no matter what may come my way, for these blessings (name them) and these challenges (name them) Father, I thank you. I know You are always in control of everything, and everything you control will always work out for My Good and Your Glory.

Father, Thank You for answering my prayers and for being Faithful in my life every day. Please help me continue Riding the Good Ride of Faith while always reflecting a life of Thanks-Living In Jesus’ Name, I Pray Amen

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

I Ride Different

It only took a few rides with my Husband to conclude I don’t ride like a Man. It’s been a year since my Husband, and I have been riding together, and I have noticed that when a man gets on his bike, he gets on, leaving everything that could mentally weigh him down behind. Like a kid going to see Santa, nothing stops him, holds him up, or gets in his way. It only takes my Husband a few minutes to get ready for any ride were going on.

Here he is waiting on me to put on my gloves and Sena communicator… He has the patience of Job

On the other hand, I have to get ready the night before, get up at least two hours before he does, and still, he’s waiting on me. That’s when it hit me; “We ride differently.” Men and Women approach the ride differently. You see, when I ride, I ride with a Mother’s heart of two married adult children who now need me as their counselor and prayer warrior. Their concerns and worries are never far from my heart and mind, especially in this season of evil vs. good.

I ride with a Grandmother’s heart, concerned about my two grandbabies having to grow up in this crazy mixed-up, backward world that tells them who they were born to be vs. who GOD created them to be.

I ride with the heart of a wife married for 32 years that has faithfully honored my wedding vows, supported everyone’s dream and career choices. I ride as a woman with a passion and desire to one day see this world be a better place, but the longer I live, the more that hope and desire slowly fade out of view and into “maybe I’ll see it next lifetime.”

Mr. Road King Classic and Mrs. Cavatica… Charlotte A. Cavatica

Now, I’m sure Men have things they might worry about when they gear up, mount up, and take to the open road to ride. But I can almost bet you it is not the same for them as it is for us. We ride different. Even our style of bike is different. My Husband LOVES! His Harley Road King Classic, and I LOVE my Can-Am Spyder F3T. He approaches the ride on two wheels, and I come on three wheels. He leaves his worries and concerns behind, and I tend to bring mine along for the ride.

But what’s interesting is that we both return home having met a God who seems to know all about our differences, our needs, worries, concerns, and fears. Recapping our ride once home, I discover, problems my Husband left at home are somehow figured out, and the worries and concerns I brought along with me for the ride have all lost their sting.

For my yoke is easy and my burden is light – Matthew 11:30

In my opinion, our weekend rides are “Rest for the Weary.” When I ride, I will be the first to admit that I often ride weary, weighed down with the world on my shoulders because I ride with the concerns of a Mother’s heart, a bottomless pit of unconditional love, yet used and bruised, like a punching bag. But my heavenly Father knows this, so He lets me pack my worries, concerns, and fears along for the ride. And somewhere along the ride, he loves them all away.

It’s amazing what two or three wheels can do for the heart, mind, and soul once it gears up, mount up, and take to the open road… It tears my eyes when I think back to the woman I used to be and the woman I am now in my walk of faith over fear. I woke up this morning with the song “The Climb” by Miley Cyrus, singing these verses in my heart…

“There’s always gonna be another mountain. I’m always gonna wanna make it move, Always gonna be an uphill battle, Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose, Ain’t about how fast I get there, Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side, It’s the climb.

As women, wearing many hats, there will always be a situation or circumstance in our hearts and on our shoulders riding along with us, and as soon as we get one problem solved another one will soon take it’s place. But as long as we have our FAITH and the RIDE, burdens seem light, and worries become few.

Jean-Pierre Alaux (French b.1925) Woman wearing multiple hats

So I’m ok with the fact that it takes me a little longer to make ready for a ride. I’m ok with all the extra baggage I bring with me when I ride the open road because I know God will meet me there, every straight away, through every twist and turn of a beautiful country back road.

Riding the open road has taught me the biblical perspectives that life was meant to be a blessing, not a burden, and should my burdens get the best of me, take them to God in prayer on the road and leave them there because as a woman, wife, mother, and grandmother, trying to ride the good ride of faith… I Ride Different.

Do you Ride Different?

What burdens, worries, fears or concerns do you take on the road with you when you ride? Has the Spirit of God shown Himself to you on your rides? And if so, how? What have you left on the road in Gods hands and in His care?

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

Son Shine on Me

My late grandmother would say, “you don’t ever want God to turn His face away from you or take His hands off of you; it’s not a good feeling.” You see, when God turns His face away from us, it is because of our doing. The word of God says, “The face of the LORD is against those who do evil, to cut off the memory of them from the earth.” Psalm 34:16 Now that is some severe consequence wouldn’t you say?

Lately, I have felt that God has turned His face away from us, as far as this side of heaven goes. Everything around me screams, “WHERE IS YOUR GOD???!!!” and that question makes complete sense to the natural eye. Until my husband says, “We need a ride!” and we suit up, boot up, mount up on our bikes and take to the open road, in eager anticipation of seeing through spiritual eyes that God is near, shining His light of love on all creation.

Before we set out on any ride, my husband and I always cover our rides with prayer.

“Heavenly Father, King of Glory, Maker of Heaven and Earth, we ask you to go before us and clear the highways and byways before us. Father God, remove every obstacle that may block us from reaching our destination safely. Father God, may our eyes become sharp as an eagle to see anything that would cause hurt, harm or danger on the road or hinder us. Now Father God, do what only you can do. Dispatch St. Michael to ride with us and go before us with His sword extended and shield lifted high, ready to defend us at all cost. In Jesus’ name, we pray, Amen.”

Since childhood, I have always loved going outside on sunny days, closing my eyes, lifting my head towards the sun, and feeling the sunshine on me. It’s as if God himself is looking at me, examine me, searching my heart…Lord, give me a clean heart my soul would sing, or as David would say, “Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts: And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting” Psalm 139:23-24

There is something spiritual about riding the open road and feeling God’s sunshine on you, especially when it’s a sunrise. The morning is anew; the sky is awash in pastels colors only God could have created. The air is crisp, fresh, and calm, and the creeping warmth of the sun rising to meet the sky heralds a new dawn that someone did not wake up to see, but you and I did.

Lord, don’t turn your face from me. Let your light shine on me each and every ride! Amen.

So I ride for all those that did not rise to meet the morning sun. I ride to give God all my Praise—starting me on my way and allowing me to feel the sunrise and dawning of a new day. I ride to commune with my heavenly Father, maker of heaven and earth. I ride to give His Son, Jesus Christ glory because His word says I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

I ride to acknowledge The Holy Spirit, The Comforter, The Spirit of Truth, My Advocate that Jesus said would not leave me, nor forsake me, but that would lead me, guide me and teach me, and remind me of everything that God would say I am. I ride to strengthen and excise my faith and show fear has no stronghold in my life. My life and time are in God’s Hands, and nothing can separate me from His love, but most of all, I ride to meet the presence of God and to feel His Son Shine on Me.

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

A Long Ride.

Have your eyes ever opened to a brand-new day that you have never seen before? And as soon as your feet hit the floor, your soul says, “We Need a Long Ride.” Well, it just might be your creator calling you back to yourself and joining Him for a long ride on the open road.

Be the kind of women who, when your feet hit the floor each morning, the devil says “Oh, no! She’s up.” – Joanne Clancy

Nothing is more understanding or forgiving than a good long ride on the open road. Along ride on the open road knows what you need without you asking, and it gives you time to come to yourself, acting and thinking like one’s usual self. Much of our day-to-day calls us into being everything to everyone, except being ourselves. A long Ride brings all of you back to being you.

When you need Grace, the unmerited favor of God, you will find a straight road up ahead to clear your thoughts and ease your troubled mind. When you need Mercy, God’s loving-kindness, the opened road will bring you a few curves to lean into, reminding you if not for God’s Grace and Mercy, where on earth would we be? And when you need reassurance, along comes a fellow rider offering the two-finger wave, letting you know you are not alone on this crazy side of heaven.

Photo Credit: Can Am Spyder Gallery

In some ways, I think a long ride on the open road on a beautiful day is better than talking to a friend. You see, a long ride is just there to listen to you, and it creates a stunning backdrop for the soul to commune with its creator.

Photo Credit: Can Am Spyder 2014 Photo Gallery

It does not judge you or make you feel obligated to listen to other opinions or suggestions. On a long ride, you can be yourself and can share your heart, vent, and be ok with a long pregnant pause as you breathe in all the beauty surrounding you and exhale all that troubles your weary soul.

I often imagine a long ride as being a Church. My Spyder Mrs. Cavatica, the pew or mourners’ bench from where I confess all my shortcomings and release all my fears and worries upon the one who cares for me. A long ride can and will minister to you if you let. A long ride is like a good Sunday Morning word from your favorite Pastor, and if the sun is shining, the sky is blue; well, the choir has just sung an A & B selection that was sure to bless your soul.

The worries and trouble on this side of heaven are never-ending and can overtake us at times. Still, I believe the Spirit of God gives you and me an out, called “A Long Ride.” A long ride to vent, repent, relax and release all
that burdens our souls. So, we can experience first-hand, from the saddles of our bike’s true freedom, because where there is freedom, you will find the Spirit of the Lord.

Beloved wind sister, I pray that when the worries of this side of heaven try to flood your soul and drown your Spirit with fear and weariness, the open road will call you to a long ride. And as you ride, your soul will be refreshed, your Spirit fed, and your heart made glad. May every mile you ride fuel your faith and flood out any fear.

Declaration of Faith for a Long Ride

Dear Lord,
You promise me peace that would surpass all my understanding, the peace that would guard my heart and my mind.
Lord, as I suit up, boot up, and mount up on my bike, I lay aside every worry, situation, and circumstance that is weighing my heart down.
Lord, ride with me, speak to be, cover me and love all my worries and concerns away.
Lord, help my mind rest in you, dwell in you as I take this long ride, and remember that I am held safely in your hands and safe with you.
Amen

Proverbs 22:23; Psalm 138; 91:4; Philippians 4:7; Psalm 55:22; 2 Corinthians 3:17; Psalms 91

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

Take in the Moment!

Sometimes you just need to ride… Nowhere in particular… Just ride.
I found myself needing to take a quick spin on my Spyder, Mrs. Cavatica, this hot, sunny Thursday afternoon.
But before taking off, I felt a little discombobulated, detached, if you might say from my bike and the ride.
So I took a moment to connect with her… sit for a moment and look over her controls and feel the throttle in my hand (I noticed I forgot my gloves).

LA & Mrs. Cavatica

I took a quick mental picture of my route and centered my thoughts on what Mrs. Cavatica and I were about to embark on. For this day, ordered up a short solo “reconnect” ride around our neck of the woods.

Instantly! I was reminded how unattached we are to life. We move through everything like a scroll or flick of the finger. As my late grandmother would say, we treat anything as if it all needs immediate attention vs. stopping to smell the coffee.

So, I stopped and took a moment, and reminded myself to slow it down. Connect with this beautiful hot, sunny Texas day because someone didn’t rise to see it. And enjoy the beautiful bike that allows me the 3 wheel freedom of riding the open roads with Fearless Faith.

I heard it said…
“Life is not about the destination. It’s all about the journey.” Well, the same could be said for riding 3 wheels…
“The ride is not about the destination. It is all about living in the moment of the 3 wheel journey.

Declaration of Faith for Taking in Moments

Heavenly Father,

Thank you for giving me this moment to be still and know you are God. Slow my heart to beat in rhyme with yours and quite my mind to hear your voice. Allow me to be present in the gift of riding the open road. Father, slow me down that I may see all that you are and all that you are doing around me.

Psalm 46:10, 37:7-9 Romans 12:2, Hebrew 3:7,

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica

Mountains

I must say, “I envy the photos of mountain views our fellow Wind Sister Warriors have when riding their bikes in different parts of the country. I often find myself riding the picturesque post of their weekend rides and adventures mentally with them. I have always been drawn to mountains views and captivate by them. I often imagine them being created as God walked the earth. For me, Mountains are reminders of how small we are and how big our God is. Here in Texas we have The Hill Country, and it is beautiful, but snowcapped mountains that reach the heavens? We have not.

The Texas Hill Country

There are so many scriptures in the bible about mountains. The bible tells us in Exodus 3:9-10, 12 that God speaks from mountains. Maybe this is why we feel drawn to them, or find ourselves sitting before them pondering life. Because when all hope is lost or life changing decisions have to be made, or we need a reminder of the one who created all things big and small, we find ourselves standing before them sit before them, or in some cases riding through them.

Scene Yellowstone’ Season 2 Finale Cast: John Dutton’s Dad 

I also find myself drawn to movies with mountain landscape views, like Kevin Costner’s, Yellowstone. You often find when the characters have difficult decisions to make or tuff conversations to have, you see them sitting before the Creators mountains. I love this touching scene in Yellow Stone between Kevin Costner’s Character, John Dutton and his father, John Dutton Sr., played by prolific and beloved actor, Dabney Coleman.

In the flash back scene, John tells his father that he will miss him but Dutton Sr. tells him “No you won’t” you will miss “what I was a long time ago.” He says that at his age, he will miss being young and being able to “see the look of wonder in his grandchildren’s eyes.” As they sit before the grand Mountains of their ranch, Dutton Sr. recalls all the things he will miss. John puts his arm around his dying father and holds him close, as they sit before the mountains of Yellowstone. I pondered this scene often, because in early episode’s John Dutton Jr. mentions that their property is the size of Rhode Island, which by google research is 776k acres. They could have went anywhere on their land, as John Dutton Sr. final moments were drawing near. But John Dutton Sr. wanted to sit before the mountains before he passes away.

Beloved, every life has been assigned mountains to climb. These mountains, at times, may seem too steep for us to climb, but God has promised us that he will help us climb these mountains, ride through our mountains, or over our mountains, or give us faith and grace to sit or stand before our mountains.

As women of faith, we wear many hats and often ride with the pressures of life such, financial pressures, job stress, marital problems, children giving us problems or family issues as our passengers. So the next time you find yourself riding through mountains… stop, pull over and take a moment to declare Psalm 121:2-8 over your life and the problems of life that tend to weigh us down.

Declaration of Faith for Mountains

The world may turn to the psychiatrist, the psychic and the politicians for help, but my help comes from the Creator of heaven and Earth. My destiny is fixed, and I am resolved to attain it. The One who watches over me is tenacious. He never sleeps or even blinks and eye. I am shielded from all evil. My father watches over my coming and my going, and everything in between both now and forevermore! 

Genesis 15:1; 1 John 5:18, psalm 16:8, 41:2; 124:8; 127:1; Proverbs 2:8; 3:6, 23, 26;24:12; Isaiah 25:4; 27:3; 49:10; Deuteronomy 28:6

What are some of your Mountains? How can I Pray for you today?

If this post ministered to you or encourage you in any way, please share with your fellow Wind Sisters.

May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.

Be strong and of good courage,
LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica