Before you freakout about this photo… I was slowing down and coming to a complete stop to turn. This was my 1-sec. of Crazy FAITH! Don’t try this without it!
Now, about September…
If not, riding my Spyder since May 28th in Texas heat has taught me anything; these last months of 100-degree temperatures, it has encouraged me to live boldly. I love the line from the poem “Meant to Shine” by Marianne Williams that says, “Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.” Yes! The smoldering temperatures kept me side-lined longer than I wanted to be, but it also gave me time to consider how I Live within the blessing of God. On September 2nd, My husband and I celebrated our 34th wedding anniversary. We could take a trip to Cali for an extended playdate with the 2nd grandbaby, and the temperature finally broke where I could test out my new cooling vest and get in a long overdue ride on my Spyder Mrs. Cavatica.
And even though this ridiculous mixed-up world would have you believe there is no God and all that you know to be right is now wrong, it’s always proven to be, without a doubt, one big lie from the pit of hell. It only takes one long ride down a curvy country road on a Can-Am Spyer to see that God still blesses His people and leans in our direction. That’s the beauty of riding a Can-Am Spyder on the open road as a woman of Faith. It helps me see that God is still on the throne and in the business of blessing His people, which comforts me—knowing that we can live boldly and unapologetically in the blessing and favor God has bestowed upon us. Don’t interpret Live Boldly as meaning “spend big,” “live large,” or be braggadocious. But Living Boldly is about your life’s size, not your wallet’s. Living boldly, means walking in your Truth or Ryding in the Truth of who you are—acting with intention. Believing you can do what you set your mind to. It means taking chances, putting yourself out there, and knowing you deserve a life you love and authentically yours. Declaring that if it were not or had not been for God being on our side… we would all be a HOT-ER MESS!
Everything is possible for one who believes
Mark 9:23
Here’s the bless lesson as we wind down these last few weeks of September. Live Boldly! Be intentional (be where you want to be) and declare who got you there! and guard your peace. Riding the open road on my Spyder helps me Live Boldly because I can see that despite what the world would have me believe and feel, The Spirit of God shows me time and time again that “Everything is possible for one who believes.” – MARK 9:23.
So, wind sistah’s and brotha’s Live Boldly! Don’t be anxious about anything. Live like you are the child of the Most High king. Live as though your Father owns cattle on a thousand hills and Ryde the open road as though you are the apple of your Father in heaven’s eye. Trust in His care and concern for you. And don’t forget to love big while you are at it, because we serve a BIG GOD!
With that being said, I love the following line in Marianna Williams’s poem “Meant to Shine” and Why We Should Live Boldly because “There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to manifest the glory of God within us.”
Live Boldly, Ryde Bravely, and may your light permit others to do the same!
Ride Safe, Stay in Faith,
La & Mrs. Cavatica
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.
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Father God, I praise You for this fresh revelation concerning my home. Letting go of my ride for a moment to spend time cleaning my house has made me aware of how blessed I am and how faithful you are and have been throughout the many seasons of my life spent in our home.
Father God, please forgive me for the times I have complained and neglected our home and taken it for granted. Thank you, Father God, for all that I have and all that I have been given. Thank you for providing this dwelling place we call home. Continue to bless and keep us as we leave this home to ride the good ride of faith on the open road and return to its safety, to rest our heads at the end of the day.
Father God, Bless our home that it may be forever changed by your love and keep it safe from fire, floods, wind, invasion, and theft. Father God, let our home be a safe place to restore and refresh our weary souls after a long ride on the open road and a welcome mat for those who need Your love.
Father God, let our home be a legacy of love drifting down into the furthest generations of our family and a blessing to all who walk through our front door. In Jesus’ Name I Pray,
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.
Photographer JC Findley: A hand painted Texas flag on a cedar post barbed wire fence near Chappell Hill TX. It really doesn’t get much more Texan than this!
April is here; spring has sprung forward and blessed us with more daylight for more extended riding here in Texas. Our Blue Bonnets are blooming and starting to show off as well. This past weekend my Husband and I finally got to take in the beauty of riding the open roads with our H.O.G Motorcycle Chapter. My Husband rides a Harley and is a member, and wives become Associate members, L.O.H Ladies of Hog, even though I ride a Spyder…now how cool is that?
Taking a little break in the courtyard near The Gladewater Museum, in Gladewater Texas
This month we went on our first long overnight chapter ride; Texarkana Weekend Courthouse Ride, where we traveled to northeast Texas with an overnight stay on the edge of Arkansas and rode our bikes through some of the most beautiful little quaint country towns I’ve ever seen, known as “Small Town America”. It was beautiful, and now I understand what they mean when you hear it said, “you could spend a lifetime in Texas and never get to see all the lovely little hidden gems it has to offer.” The courthouses and little towns were something right out of a Hallmark movie, I kept expecting to see Andy and Barney of Mayberry strolling down the sidewalk.
We road over 800 miles that weekend, and I woke up feeling every mile Monday Morning. I’m still amazed how things worked out for us to even go; as the week before after getting home from a 256 miles Group ride, my Husband noticed that a bolt had come loose and had broken off; stuck in place, preventing him from riding… But God! You can check out that video on my channel Adventured of Fearless Faith on YouTube entitled “Why We Pray”. Daily God is teaching me that when we stay in Faith, it allows Him to work everything out for our Good and His Glory.
God is always providing opportunities to grow in our Faith and Trust in Him. This is why I believe that when God wants to teach you, the enemy will try to cheat you, rob you of valuable lessons designed to bless you, and strengthen your Faith, Hope, Trust, and Belief in Him. The two-day ride was absolutely gorgeous! As we rode our bikes through the gentle rolling hills of Texas, I soon realized why the devil tried to stop my husband and me from making this chapter ride. The devil wanted to rob us of the Lessons in Blessings instore for us that weekend. He didn’t want us to see the goodness and beauty of the Lord from the saddles of our bikes. He didn’t want us to experience the random acts of love and simple kindness from people you would never expect it from. And he definitely didn’t want us gaining anymore wisdom, knowledge and understanding when it comes to the skill of traveling and riding in group rides.
The enemy didn’t want me to see that people genuinely really do like bikers and not all bikers are the representations of fictional characters portrayed on television. As we rode our bikes down the highways of Texas, in groups of five and six like a beautiful chorus line, a dance between our bikes and the road, people rolled down their windows and waved to us. Cars at intersections waved us through stop signs so we were not separated as a group. At the hotel, when we checked in, they permitted us to park our bikes right out front under the hotel-lighted Portes-cochères so that our bike would be safe and visible overnight. The young hotel clerk was so impressed by all of our bikes rolling in he came out to take video footage and photos…”Man! Y’all look cool as Hell rollin’ up in here!” were his exact words with the biggest smile on his face. LOL
Dinner at Connection Bar & Grill Saturday night, Chicken Stuffed Asparagus with Cheese
Dinner that night, was at a convention hotel next door, a waiter took his time with us and served us in the Spirit of Excellence, while unbenounced to us, the entire bill for nine people was paid for by one of our chapter members…what a blessing! Not that we couldn’t pay, and I’m not into guessing how many pennies were in everyone’s pocket sitting around the table. Nevertheless, we were all blessed and very much appreciative of the gesture. The entire weekend was giving off a “Random Acts of Love” kind of vibe as we laughed, and my Husband and I listened to members of our chapter share hilarious stories of past chapter rides.
Hotel Breakfast Bar Sunday morning and it was very much needed for the 350 miles day ahead of us.
On Sunday, day 2 of our ride, we sat with a fellow chapter member at breakfast. We all shared personal life stories of how life has changed since the covid pandemic, while Hotel guests interrupted our conversation to compliment me on my Spyder and share that they, too, were once fellow bikers. That’s when I realized that even though we don’t look the same, our stories are similar, and at the core of what united us in riding the open road was our love for Faith, Family, and Freedom of riding the open road. Every conversation we had on that courthouse ride was rooted in a deep love for those three things… FAITH, FAMILY, and FREEDOM. The very thing this the enemy is trying his best to destroy.
The Spirit of God was living, moving, and breathing throughout the weekend, showing us grace upon grace. I didn’t know to bring cleaning products to clean the bugs off our bikes once we arrived at the hotel, but when I came back down with a towel, our bikes were cleaned by a fellow chapter member… grace…
“Small Town America” Gladewater, Texas known for being a base during Elvis Presley’s early career, and also as the town where Johnny Cash wrote, “I Walk the Line”. I took a little break to take it all in.
Lord, I want to see you and know that you see me. Lord, I want to feel you and know that you haven’t forgotten about me – LaShaun Jackson
This was the song of my heart, as I traveled the long and winding country roads of “Small Town America,” I realized God was answering my heart’s song with every mile that we traveled on this chapter courthouse ride. He saw me as a hand waved from a car passing by; he saw me at the intersection when the lady in the red vehicle waved me through the stop sign so that I wouldn’t be separated from the group. He saw me in deep conversation over breakfast with a fellow chapter member as a hotel guest interrupted to ask if the white bike was mine; she loved the scriptures on my bike. When a fellow chapter member paid for our dinner, he saw me when my bike was covered in bugs, pollen, and dirt and was cleaned by a fellow chapter member. He saw me when I was hugged and kissed on the cheek by fellow chapter members who said, “I’m so glad you guys came, and you rode fantastic!” As we said our goodbye at our last lunch stop and headed back home to Houston.
Day two last lunch stop of the day Cowboy Chicken, Longview Texas
The past three months have been excruciating and heartbreaking as those closest to me chose to find more wrong in me than good. And I am constantly being accused of things so out of character that it started causing me to question who God said I was (Galatians 3:26) and what God said I could do (Philippians 4:13). I was beginning to doubt all the gains I’ve made since “Riding the Good Ride of Faith.” But that’s what the enemy wanted; he’s good at accusing, which is why the Bible calls him “the accuser of the brethren” Revelations 12:10.
But in His Faithfulness, God took two days and over 800 miles with eight bikes and nine riders through some of the most beautiful little towns in Texas to heal my heart and to remind me of who I’m not. So, when the world tries to tell you who you are, mount up, gear up, and take off on a long chapter ride and let God remind you of Who’s you are.
Day 2 in Gilmer Texas, 3rd Court house of the day.
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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
When my husband and I are headed out for riding on our bikes, I’ll ask, “So! which way are we going?” you see, I don’t want any surprises, last-minute turns, or indecisive maneuvers, especially since we’re on our bikes and I ride behind him. Men are notorious when it comes to getting their barrens together before leaving home. My husband will head out and ask 10-15 minutes later in the drive, “So where are we going now?” So, before we take off, leave the driveway way, I always ask, “Which way are we going?”. Let’s think it through before we take off; let’s make sure we’re both on the same page before getting started on our ride.
With a New Year surrounding us and a new riding season soon upon us, I found myself asking The Creator, The Author, and finisher of my faith, “Lord, where are we going?”. I was hoping to get a quick response from Him, as I sat in silence with the warmth of His sun shining on my face, waiting like a kid as if mom is checking your bedroom; she’s told you to clean five times before you can go outside to play. Then before I knew it, I threw my hands up in the air and responded, “Lord! Imma needs you to lead me!” Please put me on the straight and narrow…POINT! If you dare… me in the right direction this year because I don’t want to go if you’re not going to be there riding with me. I went from asking to waiting to somewhat telling, just that quick, LOL.
As I pondered asking him, “Lord, where are we going?” it dawned on me that this was my 1st time ever asking such a question to Him. I have asked my husband this question a thousand times when we head out on rides, but never My creator. The one who said he knew me in my mother’s womb, the one who says He knows the number of hairs on my head, the one whose love for me has no end and is limitless. The Author of my life’s story stated in Jeremiah 29:11 (I’m paraphrasing), “He knows the plans He has for me, that they are plans to prosper me and not harm me. Plans that will give me hope and a future.Why would I not ask Him? I will be the first to admit it’s easy to ask another person this question and then debate the course of action, or shall I say, the path in which to go. But to ask GOD means you better be ready for the ride and adventure of your life. You see, He isn’t like Man. My husband will take a route that’s pretty much safe for me when we ride, especially since I’m new to riding. Still, if he’s by himself, he might test out his pipes and be a bit more adventurous—unknowingly sharping his rider skills and gaining more confidence as a rider.
Wherever Jesus may lead us, He goes before us. If we don’t know where we are going, we know with whom we go – Charles Spurgeon
So then the question becomes a plea, Lord Lead Me! and I don’t care where we’re going, just as long as you go with me. I know I’m safe, covered, and protected if I follow you. Sure, I might get weary, wounded, and worn along the way, but I will lack nothing and have all I need with you. In the end, I know my faith in you will grow to be stronger.
Thought to Ponder
How has God been leading you this New Year? Have you asked God “Where are we going?” and are you willing to follow him, no matter where the road my lead you this year?
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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
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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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
The Ladies in Leather Motorcycle Parade and Rally 2021 College, Texas
If you heard the ground rumbling this past weekend in Texas, it probably was the sound of motorcycles ridden by well over a thousand women from all over the country, taking over Bryan College Station, located in Texas, for the Ladies in Leather 2021 Motorcycle Parade and Rally.
The Ladies in Leather Motorcycle Parade and Rally is the largest all Women Motorcycle Parade in the USA, tied in with a 3-day Rally weekend event, loaded with live music, vendors, motorcycle workshops, celebrating women riders with an all Women’s Motorcycle Parade! And I must say that seeing all the past photos certainly does not do this event any justice; it is a sight to behold. Once again, I must say, “I had no clue that there were that many women daring to be brave, hitting the open road on two and three-wheel bikes.
The energy was electric! I mean, you could not walk into that host hotel and not feel empowered, strong, victorious, and downright proud to be a woman or, as they say a wind sister. I even found myself whispered a little prayer, “God, Thank you for making me a Woman.” It was the right place to be if you ever doubted for one second just how valuable we as women indeed are.
I wish I could have sat and talked with a few of the wind sisters; I’m sure they all had some pretty extraordinary adventures, stories, and lifelong lessons to tell and share; you could see it on their faces, you could see it written on their bikes and helmets.
Moira Zinn, Heritage Coach – Public Speaker & Powersport Expert
Her Bike….OMG!
I originally had planned to ride in the parade when I registered for the Rally back in February of this year, but the Spirit of God put it on my heart not to participate but to go and be an observer; take it all in. There is something to be said for observing vs participating; “everybody can not sing in the choir; someone has to sit in the audience and clap.” As a participant, I would have missed what God wanted to show me. I would have missed the essence of what it means to bring that many women together, women from every walks of life, all ages, races, and backgrounds all-loving referring to one another as wind sisters.
Something extraordinary happened over the weekend, and it is not a coincidence that it also took place on the 20th Anniversary of 911. By my observation, everything around us wants us to think we are different and wants to keep us divided, but The Ladies in Leather Motorcycle Parade and Rally reminded me that we are no different from the other. At the core of what brought every woman to College Station on September 11th. The same day we remember the events of 911 is what makes us more alike than not—our love for Faith, Family, and Freedom.
Photo Credit: Tina Marie LightfootArtist Unknown
God did a beautiful thing on the 6th day of creation; when He looked around, saw something was missing, put Man into a deep sleep, and pulled Women from his rib. Psalms 139 describes you and me as being wonderful and fearfully made.
Day One of Creation by Artist Edwin Lester
That’s what I observed as I walked The Ladies in Leather Motorcycle Parade and Rally event Saturday morning. Every woman that suited up booted up and threw her leg over two wheels or three, hitting the open road from near and far, came to celebrate their wonderfulness and their fearlessness and it was definitely a Rally that I will not forget.
To all the Ladies in Leather that attended, I pray the road carried all of you back home safely. May the Lord bless you and keep you. May the Lord make His face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you. May the Lord keep His face turned towards you and always give you peace.
To all the many hands that pulled this event off, God Bless you and May His favor chase you down and overtake you all.
God Bless Texas & All my Wind Sisters
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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
LaShaun Jackson
New to the motorcycle community but not to the body of believers, LaShaun Jackson is a woman of many talents, more importantly, a Woman of Faith. An ordained minister, inspirational speaker, and independent Christian recording artist, LaShaun is dedicated to seeing women of all ages, races, and backgrounds move forward in Faith. Taking a stand against FEAR, False Evidence Appearing Real, and anything that would set itself up against Riding the Good Ride of Faith.
I am believing God for Miracles and Breakthroughs…
As women of faith, we serve a faithful God who gives to all generously and without reproach. So, let’s come into agreement and believe God for greater things to come in the month of September.
Women of Fearless Faith let’s get our hope and expectations up…. Hit the ground riding! But don’t expect anything to be handed to you…. Believe God For It!!!
Go after what belongs to you! Are you ready to receive everything that God has for you in this month of September?
Let Us Pray!
Heavenly Father,
Thank You Lord for keeping me through the month of August. Father God, I am grateful to see September and I’m looking forward to all that it may bring.
Declaration of Faith for September
I declare the month of September as my month of miracles, breakthroughs and healing. I will receive every blessing tied to September for my life. I declare September will be my season of joy and peace. I will not live and ride in fear because I know everything that concerns me, and my family is in your hands. My life is in your hands, my ride is in your hands, my time is in your hands, and nothing can separate me from your love and Riding the Good Ride of Faith.
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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
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
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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
“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it. People think pleasing God is all God cares about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.” ― Alice Walker
1985 The Color Purple: Directed by Steven Spielberg.
I love this scene from the movie The color purple. Cecily, played by American actor, Whoopies Goldberg and Shug Avery played by American actress Margaret Avery, walking through a field of purple flowers. When Shug explains why a person should stop and notice something that God has designed and created to capture our attention, like the color purple.
A few weeks ago, I saw a post on the Women of On-Road Facebook Group that caught my attention. It was a poem by Kare Gray entitled “Counting My Blessings.” I call it A Color Purple Post because it captured my attention when I needed a gentle reminder of God’s Grace, Mercy, and Unfailing love for me….Enjoy!
Kare Gray, is from Surrey British Columbia and rides a Can-Am Ryker Rally 900
Counting My Blessings
by Kare Gray
I can count my blessings on both hands which is many more than some others can.
There was a time when my legs gave out, and a wheelchair is what I thought would help. But because I live in a world that’s ahead, surgery put me on my feet instead!
I have the blessings of two special beings, my beautiful daughters, who share my own feelings. A bond of love that will last forever and stay in our hearts forever and ever.
A sister and family that were always there in my dark and deep moments of despair. All them I will always place in my heart. There will be nothing that will ever pull us apart.
Also the blessing of a man who’s heart is pure, who will love me until the end I am so sure. Who I will love forever and more because this man is the one I surely adore.
My home that I own is a place of solitude, where I am most comfortable no matter the mood. Where gardens grow by my own hand, making life a brilliant spectrum of love of land. Away from the crowd and with nature itself, I can’t imagine being anywhere else.
Friends and family all around me today, so many names, too many to say. But all of them play a very large part of making me live with a very full heart.
My pets that I care for in my home are always there, so I’m never alone. Always willing to give their affection with such vigor and love, never rejection.
The work that I do is considered important! I am helping humanity and being supportant. I love what I do, and I do it well. Which is a blessing that makes my heart swell.
Well that is eight, and I know there is more. With the life that I have so much more to explore. I thank God from the heavens above for giving me all the things I so dearly love.
I Thank God from the heavens above for giving me all the things I so dearly love
Kare Gray
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
Adventures of Fearless Faith 