I opened the window this morning after pouring a cup of coffee and the smell of possibility was in the air. I like the way it’s stated in the NIV Bible If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.” Mark 9:23 I love that. Because this gives me hope. What didn’t happen yesterday could possibly happen today and what could take place tomorrow could also happen today…your healing, your deliverance, your breakthrough, your miracle, your deferred dream, that bike that has been on back order for months finally comes in today or that one phone call that turns your night of weeping into a morning filled with Joy.
Texas Blue Bonnets at Sunrise
Fearless Soul,
Anything is possible today. Not because we sing about it, not because we pray about it, and not because we believe hard enough. Anything is possible… Dare I say, ALL things are possible because it’s the very character of God and it’s one of many benefits graciously extended to us when we believe in him and trust in him.
As I stood outside enjoying my morning cup of coffee, I heard the birds singing and chirping. They were telling of his glory and of all the many answered prayers this day could bring. I couldn’t help but feel even they know that the possibility of this day is endless.
Declaration for Possibilities
I believe in God’s power and ability within me; therefore, all things are possible for me. So, I remain steadfast and confident in the fact that I will see the goodness of God in my life. I will be strong and take heart for I know that he is with me, and I will wait for his manifestation of power. I will be patient and wait upon the Lord!
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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
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
Happy International Women’s Day! As someone relatively new to the Can-Am riding community, I can tell you the truth from a heart that wrestles daily with Faith over fear that I have made my share of mistakes when riding my Spyder F3T Mrs. Cavatica. Thank God none of them were bad enough to cause me or anyone around me hurt, harm or danger…. well, maybe except for that time when I accidentally hit the big red kill button by mistake while riding YIKE! But some were just soul-searching enough to make me question why I would ever think myself brave enough to ride the open road.
Not to mention the second big group ride my husband, and I went on. He got caught by a light told me to keep following the group we were riding in. Still, when they never caught up to us, I panicked, slowed down from the group I was riding with, pulled over onto the shoulder of a country road out in the middle of nowhere, and almost lost my religion. The devil was doing his job, his absolute best at trying to keep me living and riding in fear and doubt. But I have learned when the devil fights you the hardest is when your Faith grows the strongest. Don’t let the devil play with your emotion because God’s grace and mercies are bigger than any mistake we could ever make.
I don’t know about you, but I’m glad God’s mercies are new every day because Lord knows I need them daily, and I’m also happy that God is not like Man; he doesn’t hold me hostage to my past transgression…He doesn’t keep them on His heart because He considers me the apple of His eye and hides me under the shadow of His wing- Psalm 17:8 And nothing reminds me more of His loving kindness and faithful care of me like taking a solo spin on my bike on a day not promised to me, but because God is not like Man, He gave me a New Day to do better and another chance to keep Riding the Good Ride of Faith.
… NOT TODAY!
Prayer for Thanking God for His Grace, Mercy and Love
Father God, thank you for new mercies every day. You are so faithful and compassionate towards me, and it’s beyond what I deserve. Father God, thank you for covering me, loving me, and not making me feel like a failure in your eyesight when I make mistakes, but someone who is the apple of your eye despite how the world might see me and how sometimes it treats me. Thank you for your mercy and steadfast love, it never runs out and never ends, and I am glad I can’t outrun it or hide from it…Your love for me is relentless. Thank you for loving me more than anyone on this side of heaven ever could…. 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
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
Art work entitled “My Deliverer” by Jeanette Sthamann
Declaration of Faith for Standing Storms
Lord, my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer. My God, I take refuge in you. When the storms of this life flood my soul, You are my deliverer, my rock, and my peace.
Lord, sometimes the situations and circumstances of what I see get the best of me, and I start to drown in fear. Be my lighthouse, so that your love may guide me back to peace amid life’s many storms. Lord, strengthen my capacity to sleep, stand or even rest in the center of your peace.
Thank you, heavenly Father, for shining your light of love through others to remind me of your faithfulness and loving kindness towards me. In Jesus name I pray, Amen
If this post ministered to youor 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
As riders, we all know it’s customary to “plan a bike ride” on the open roads. Lately, my bike ride plans have been delayed, postponed, and even canceled. With the cooler temperature around the corner, this can be heartbreaking to a new rider like me, especially for someone who has been waiting with bated breath to riding in Fall weather. Then I was reminded of Psalm 37:23, which declared, “The steps of a man are ordered by the LORD who takes delight in his journey.” This brings me comfort in knowing some rides will not happen, and that’s ok. But the ones that do will be ordered, assigned, handpicked just for me, and I’m ok with that because that means if you or, I should stumble along the way, the Lord is going to be there with us.
So take heart dear Windsistah, when plans change, it’s ok. Sometimes the Spirit of our loving Father wants to share in the journey with us, ride with us, covering you and I every mile of the way.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future – Jeremiah 29:11
Declaration of Faith God’s Plan for your Life
My Father in heaven, I know it is never too late to write a better story for my life, and I believe in my heart that I am never lost to you. Wherever I am and whatever I go through, you are always with me. My life and time are in your hands. God, all of your thoughts for me are for good and never evil. Your plan for my life is to make me prosperous, give me hope, and provide for me a glorious future. You have handpicked everything that is best for me in life and presents it to me with great joy. Your desire for me is to live in your abundance. The calling on my life brings a smile to your face, and you always listen to me with great concern. When I seek you with all my heart, you see to it that I find you. You always rescue me from the powers of darkness and always come to my aid whenever I call to you.
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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
This morning, I woke up reflecting on a conversation my husband and I had over labor day dinner last night. Why are you so angry? He asked. You don’t see it, but lately, you have been. I tried to dismiss his observation with a gentle rebuttal that instantly confirmed that yes! I was furious and highly pissed off…when I snapped at him and replied, “have you seen the state of our world?” my rant must have gone on for 10-15 minutes before he said, “has anything you just said made you feel better?” then he called me out…
Where is your faith??? Don’t you know everything that is going on right now has an expiration date on it? You know, you talk a good faith game at times, then you let what you see shake your faith, and then you allow what you see to pull you towards the pit with the rest of them who are easily tossed about when the Storm comes.
Lately, my Spirit has been highly vexed, agitated, angry? I have tried to suppress it and cover it up, but after being married for 32 years, that is almost impossible to do. My husband and I have been together since I was 17, so covering up or hiding my inner thoughts or feelings doesn’t work. He can always tell when I have gone internal.
I had to admit he was right; the troubles on this side of Heaven were starting to shake my faith and beginning to chip away at my peace and the hope that “Trouble don’t last always.”
During our tuff love conversation, It brought to mind a message I heard years ago from a well-known pastor that preached, “When the storms of life come, you have to learn how to be an observer. You have to have an unshakeable faith that will allow you to stand amid the Storm and watch everything swirl around you without getting caught up in it.”
Unshakable faith comes from being prepared, covered. Like the story “Sleeping though the Storm,” about a Farmer-who owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. Most people were reluctant to work for the Farmer whose land was along the Atlantic. Storms were awful and would wreak havoc on buildings and crops; finally, after many reluctant interviews, a short, thin man well past middle age approached the Farmer, and when asked, “Are you a good farmhand?” the farmer replied, “well, I can sleep when the wind blow,” answered the little man. So the Farmer hired him, and he proved to be a good worker.
Then one night, a bad storm hit with howling loud winds from offshore. The owner of the farm jumped out of bed, grabbed his lantern, and rushed into the hired hand’s bunkhouse. He shook the little old man and yelled, “Get up! A storm is coming! Tie-down everything before it blows away!” The little man rolled over and replied firmly, “No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind comes.”
The Farmer was tempted to fire him right then and there, until he noticed all the haystacks had been covered, the cows were all in the barn, the chickens were in their coops, and all the doors had been barred. It was then the Farmer understood what the hired hand meant, and he went back to bed and slept while the wind blew.
You see, when you cover yourself with the Word of God, you are prepared, you can sleep when the winds of life blow. You have nothing to fear because like the song says “My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweet frame but wholly lean on Jesus’ name. On Christ the solid rock I stand All other ground is sinking sand.”
Art work entitled “My Deliverer” by Jeanette Sthamann
Lord, amid life’s many storms, strengthen my capacity to sleep, stand or even rest in the center of your peace – LaShaun Jackson
I woke up this morning, and my Spirit called out to Psalm 91. It’s one of my favorite scripture in the bible; it is a scripture where, when read, you can feel your soul coming back into alinement with the Spirit of God, and if you have good people around you that are sensitive to your Spirit, they can tell when you need a “Faith Check.” Psalm 91, along with my husband are my Faith Checker’s, psalms 91 pulls everything back together and grounds me with God’s Truth and Promises, despite what my eyes see. Lord, Forgive me for going by what I see and not trusting in your Word and what I know.
I thank God for My Husband this morning. God has given Him the ability to have hard conversations with me, in love, and as hard as those conversations are at times, they are always for my Good and God’s Glory. My husband reminded me last night, over our labor day dinner, that I was letting the situations and circumstances of our world’s current Storm to steal, kill, and destroy my joy… Don’t let it!
Beloved Wind Sister, How are you resting in this current Storm? Have you secured your foundation to withstand the storms and winds of life? Do you have a Faith Checker in Life?
Declaration of Faith for Standing Storms
Lord, my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer. My God, I take refuge in you. When the storms of this life flood my soul, You are my deliverer, my rock, and my peace. Sometimes the situations and circumstances of what I see get the best of me, and I start to drown in fear. But you are my lighthouse, and the light of your Love guides me back to peace. Thank you, heavenly Father, for shining your light of Love through others to remind me of your faithfulness. In Jesus name I pray, Amen
Psalm 91; Psalm 18-1-2; 2 Thessalonians 3:3
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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 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!
What are some of your Mountains? How can I Pray for you today?
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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
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
Every bike should tell a story or bring a message of hope. Mrs. Cavatica brings a message of encouragement to women like me who at one time were scared to trade fear for Faith. Women who are afraid to throw caution to the wind and give their hearts permission to be brave, while trusting in the God of all creation as they attempt to Ride the Good Ride of Faith on the open roads.
Mrs. Cavatiac and I want all Women to know; that fear is only False-Evidence-Appearing-Real. God wants you to live life in Faith, not fear. This is what makes a Woman of Faith beautiful, the Hope and Trust she places in her creator, the Author and finisher of her Faith. That she is beautiful, fearfully and wonderfully made and when she gears up, mounts up and take to the open road on her bike, in Faith not fear, her God is with her. Nothing and no one can ever separate her from Him and His love for her.
Declaration of Beautiful
I am clothed with dignity and strength. I laugh at the troublesome days to come. My mouth is full of wisdom and faithful instruction is always on my tongue. The God of all creation is with me wherever I go and whenever I ride. His Love for me never fails or runs out, I am the apple of His eye because I am Beautiful, Fearfully and Wonderfully made by Him…my life is in His hands.
Proverbs 31:25-26; Psalm 139:14; Roman 8:38-39; Psalm 17:8; Psalm 136; Matthew 19:4; Job 12:10
What’s your story? Does your bike have a message? Does your ride have a mission?
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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Be strong and of good courage, LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica
As a little girl growing up, I was that one kid that played vicariously through others. I remember in the early ’70s when Double Dutch became popular with us kids living up north. Everyone was eager to try this jump rope game, in which two long jump ropes turning in opposite directions while one, two, or more players jumped simultaneously. It was a joy seeing my friends get the hang of it and last more than 5 minutes jumping two ropes as we all cheered them on before their feet got caught in the rhythm of the rope.
When it became my turn to jump, fear would always set in. I was afraid of trying, afraid of falling, scared of not feeling the rhythm of the swinging rope, fear of being the only one not catching on fast enough. So, I always stood on the sideline, jumping double-dutch rope vicariously through the other kids. No one seemed to care that I was the only one not giving it a try. I mean, who would even think to ask when everyone is cheering you on, rooting for you, and shouting GO! GO! GO! YOU CAN DO IT! My childhood friends were so excited someone was cheering for them that they never really noticed that I was not taking a turn or giving it a go.
As an adult, I find it interesting to look back on my life as a child and realize that those childhood experiences shaped me as an adult. Just a few short years ago, I never would have thought or even dreamed that I would consider getting on a motorbike, strapping on a helmet, putting on boots and Armor encased in a jacket, and riding on the open road next to speeding cars and trucks. When my husband decided to get a motorcycle, I was furious with him, why would you get something that has to potential to take you away from me? He looked at me like I was an alien. “Why would you say something like that?” He said to me, I am not trying to do anything to take me away from you. I want a motorcycle. I have always wanted one, and now that I can get one, this is what I want to do. I remember looking at my husband and then yelling, “why are you stressing my prayer life out?! You’re doing things to make me pray more!” how ridiculous is that? It never even dawned on me that he, too, was probably dealing with Faith over fear and a childhood experience that he wanted to embrace finally.
He has always been a faithful steward to our family and God, and with our children married and with their own families now, he wanted to do something for himself. He wanted a motorcycle and wanted to enjoy the open road. But fear of what I might say and the fear of what could happen, him being the sole provider in the family, kept his dream of having a motorcycle at a distance. But distance is always defeated when the heart wants what the heart wants, and all he wanted was a motorcycle and to enjoy riding it on the open road.
“Distance is always defeated when the heart wants what the heart wants”
– LaShaun Jackson
Last November of 2020, we went on our first long ride together—he on his motorcycle and me on my Can-Am Spyder, Mrs. Cavatica. As we were riding the country roads, I noticed my shadow to the right of me. I could see myself on my bike wearing my riding gear. Wow! Look at her, I thought; she’s off the sidelines; she’s double dutching! She’s not cheering others on; She’s cheering herself on. My eyes started to tear up as I glanced at my shadow from time to time during the ride. But there is no crying when you are on a Can-Am Spyder driving 75 mph on a curvy country road.
Childhood fears often play a considerable part in how we walk out living in Faith as Adults. Fear always wants the best part of our lives, which is your youth, because it knows if it grows up with you, then there is no chance of it growing out of you. Fear will always try to set itself up as being the truth and keep you living in fear. But Faith will pull you towards wanting a life and wanting to live it more abundantly.
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full
John 10:10
If childhood fears are keeping you on the sidelines of life, watching the faithful have life and living life abundantly, Be that kid! Look fear in the face and yell MY TURN! Jump in and declare John 10:10 over your life “I know that the thief comes only to steal my joy, kill my dreams and destroy my life. But Jesus came to give me life with all its abundance, provisions, overflowing and bursting at the seams”.
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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