The new month, a time of restoration and new riding season, holds the promise of a fresh start.
The enemy may try to steal our joy, peace, health, and love for God (John 10:10), but Jesus Christ comes to offer us abundant life. In this month of May, let’s fervently ask the Lord to restore us, so we can once again revel in a close relationship with Him and continue to Ride the Good Ride of Faith.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing Spirit to sustain me Psalms 51:12 NIV
Let’s Us Pray!
Father God, the source of restoration, I humbly approach Your throne of grace to worship and honor You. This month of May, I earnestly seek restoration. I pray that the cleansing power of the blood of Jesus will wash away all my sins, granting me a fresh start to a wonderful and safe riding season filled with joy, peace, love, and healing. I trust in Your promise that all things are made new in Christ, and I eagerly anticipate another chance to begin anew in Your presence and power
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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.
– LaShaun & Mrs. Cavatica
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When God? When will my turn come? You see, I know from reading your post and your comments and even receiving some of your emails for prayer…that you are not only believing in God for your Spyders, Rykers and Rallies. But healing for your loved ones, the salvation of a friends, financial relief, and praying for a child suffering from anxiety, depression, and mental illness. These are the issues and concerns on the heart of many wind sisters as we ride the open road.
This April message of Hope, Encouragement, and Prayer of Victory goes out to all my wind sisters, praying and standing in faith for answers to your prayers. Sometimes all we have is a mustard seed of faith as we wait on what seems to be a Not-Yet response to our prayer from God, that because God hasn’t responded, His delay is our denial.
There are so many moving parts within Not-Yet that God has to bring together…God is in the business of playing chess, not checkers. Planning is involved; the perfect time, protection, and provision must all occur so you can be ready for your request.
So, take comfort in Numbers 23:12 when it says, “God is not a man, so he does not lie. He is not human, so he does not change his mind. Has he ever spoken and failed to act? Has he ever promised and not carried it through?” I LOVE This! Especially when you sit with yourself, look back over your life tracing the hand of God, and see how He’s come through every time on your behalf. How He’s NEVER, and I mean NEVER! EVER! Failed You.
“Lord, would you prepare my heart? Would you get me ready for it? The things I need to ask you for so I can receive and be responsible for them.”
– LaShaun & Mrs. Cavatica
Remember, God plays chess, not checkers, and it’s all about protection and preparation… Preparing you for the ask. So, be encouraged in the season of victory, this season of resurrection, that a Not-Yet is not a delay or denial. It simply means God is working Everything out for your Good and His Glory. And anything that God has worked out for your Good and His Glory is always a “Better-Yet”… VICTORY! In Not-Yet!
Let Us Pray!
Father God, I thank you for the victory in every area of my life and that your Promises are true. You are not like Man; you do not lie; if you said it, you will do it.
Father God, thank you for never leaving me nor forsaking me. I declare that you are capable of the impossible and can turn any situation around for my Good and your Glory. I believe your word God because you have never failed me and always come when I call. Father God, I believe in your power to cancel out every demonic plot, curse, spell, and assignment on my life and the lives of my family. I give you all my praise and shout hallelujah! Because no satanic plan or scheme that the enemy has, can, or will steal my joy or predestined victories!
Father God, I am excited to see the full measure of your grace, blessings, and healing poured into my life in this season of Victory and Resurrection. Please give me peace and remove any doubt or fear as I wait on you.
Father God, I know in my waiting, in this season of Not-Yet, you are behind the scenes fighting my battles even when it seems my enemies are numerous. I trust in you to get the victory, God. I submit to your battle plans and ask that you teach me in my moment of Not-Yet to submit to your will and way of working out Everything for My Good and Your Glory!
In Jesus Name, I Pray!
Amen.
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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Every ride won’t be perfect, and you won’t feel as successful as all the other riders you’ll encounter as you take to the open road. You’ll make plenty of mistakes; lord knows I have, as you try to implement all the wisdom and suggestions experienced rider will offer you. You’ll feel foolish, cowardly, and skittish for the first few months, and you’ll question why you are even doing this? Why are you taking young folk’s chances with an old body? Wouldn’t it be easier to watch from the comfort and safety of the little empty nest you can finally enjoy? Because, after all, you have raised your family and served them well. Yet somewhere in the recess corners of your mind, you wonder if this is the perfect time to begin again?
But do we? Do we grab hold of this new season God has bestowed upon us? Do we boldly confess, “This is My Time,” and then ride in it with all of our God-given authority? As adults, we tend to forget about the kid in us, the fearless kid. That kid that looked for the tallest tree to jump from, the kid that rode bikes downhills with hands held high in the air, the kid who leaped from swings pushed beyond their limits. Somewhere along the path to becoming an adult, we lose that fearlessness; it’s like we’ve traded it for playing life safe. It’s as if we declared; my time has passed, I’ve missed my chance; never once do we ever consider that brave, fearless child within us. The child who played with reckless abandonment fell, hurt themselves, cried tears, yet somehow found the courage to get back into life, leaping, and jumping again.
County Court House Ride to Texarkana, Texas
Turning 55 this month, I find it strangely odd yet amusing that God would use riding a Can-Am Spyder on the open road to remind the little girl in me, “Yes! It’s ok to leap and jump again. It’s ok to fall, look foolish, and make mistakes if we don’t quit and give up because something in the ride feeds the kid in us, connecting us to the God of the Universe. Have you ever noticed how beautiful and crystal-clear nature looks from behind your visor, almost bringing tears to your eyes? I raise my visor, letting the wind dry my eyes; there’s no crying on the bike. Ever noticed the wind almost feels like a hug, and that strong breeze feels like a poke to say, “Hey! I see you, gurl.” And when you arrive back home safely, you feel like a kid on Christmas morning after opening up every gift you wanted from Santa, and you can’t wait to do it all over again.
I don’t know about you but riding the open road on my bike is sacred. It’s the only place where lately I have felt God’s intimate loving grace surround me. Riding the open road for me is where I heal; I go to chill, relax, and mentally release all my burdens and worries to the one who cares for me 1 Peter 5:7. I often joke with my husband about the road being my Church, my saddle being the pew. Gassing up our bikes is tithes and stopping for lunch is our offering to those serving us, LOL. With every ride, the Spirit of God has met me, in some form or fashion.
A smiling face at the stoplight from a child in the back seat of their parent’s car, an exciting hand wave from a baby out a car window on the highway, or that deep long winding curve that always puts my Faith in action. The open road indeed ministers to my heart and soul and extends grace for any mistakes I might have made, and I don’t feel foolish for finally waiting so long to enjoy this season of my life that I find myself in. Every ride builds my Faith, and as a rider, I get stronger, sure of my skills as a rider which allows me to fall more and more madly and deeply in love with the woman God is enabling me to become. A woman who is not afraid to make mistakes looks foolish, falls, gets back up, and begins again. Because the little girl in me that was once fearless has bandaged my boo-boos, given me a red lollipop, and sent the women in me back out to play… Begin Again.
My past mistakes and shortcomings are not allowed on any of my rides. I can do nothing about my blunders or mistakes I made in the past when it comes to Riding the Good Ride of Faith. Whether you are new to riding on the open road or a veteran rider. You have to learn how to ride forward; you can’t do anything about things in your past. You can’t change one event or experience you have ever had on this side of heaven, so, forget it and begin again, starting every day and every ride anew. Paul, the apostle, said it best… Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. –Philippians 3:13, 14
There are things to be remembered when riding the open road in Faith, like how you felt when you passed your riding test and got your motorcycle endorsement or when you got the key to your Spyder, Ryker, or Rally in your hand. How it looked like your bike would never come, but God made a way out of no way. That first solo ride when the wind embraced you, and you got your first two-finger wave from a fellow motorcycle rider. How you feel when you arrive home safe and sound from a beautiful long ride, after having seen all the beauty and wonder God allowed you to take in, as you rode your bike on the open road.
Begin again with these things in mind when you get on your bike and fear starts to flood your heart and mind. Forget all the things that might make you feel unworthy, silly, and awkward when riding your bike. I believe that God is using women like us to show the world that FAITH is GREATER than fear and that there is a generation of Wind Sister Warriors called to ride in FAITH, not fear. Forget what the devil tries to tell you and how he makes you feel about what God said to you and what God said you could do and have through HIM…That is a sin! Don’t begin your ride with lies from the accuser of the brethren… don’t ruin your ride with fear!
Wind sister warrior, let me encourage you to “Begin Again” each ride with the TRUTH! That YOU are Worthy of the blessings of God, and you will begin every ride with forgetting the lies of the enemy and ride remembering the TRUTH of a MIGHTY GOD! That He will fulfill everything good purpose He sets your hands to perform, and every act prompted by your FAITH.
Declaration of Faith 2 Thessalonians 1:11-12
My Heavenly Father has counted me worthy of his calling. He has chosen me from among all the people of the earth to be his daughter by His power, which works so mildly with me; He fulfills every good purpose I have set my hands to perform and every act prompted by my Faith. The name of Jesus is glorified in me, and I in him according to the grace of my God and Lord, Jesus Christ.
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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 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.
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
Adventures of Fearless Faith 