The last time we were in this space was in 2019. So much has happened in our world and changed in our families since that time. But God’s Grace kept us and brought us back, where every Sunrise brings Hope, and every sunset brings Peace. Proof that no matter what craziness happens on this side of heaven, every day can end beautifully with the ones you love and those that love you back. I wish we could have ridden our bikes, but I don’t think my mother would have enjoyed being a passenger on the back of my Spyder or my husband’s road glide, LOL. It’s hard to believe we only have 11 days left in 2022. But here we are! And I find myself saying over and over… Peace Be Still.
Hill Country 2022 Chapter Ride, Three Twisted Sister
2022 has brought me so much joy as a Spyder Rider, and I have learned so much this year. If I had to choose the lesson that has blessed me the most as a rider, it would be knowing when to let my Peace Be Still. I love rolling on three wheels, but I’m also learning to balance moving with taking time out to be still. Let the lessons of the open road catch up to minister to my Heart and Soul. Facing my fears of riding my Can-Am Spyder on the open road has been an act of faith and obedience. And it’s hard to see growth when you constantly move and focus on the next ride or group ride.
It was a blessing walking along the shoreline and sitting at the water’s edge, allowing my Peace to be still, reflecting on all my rides this year, and thanking God, we made it back home safely after ride. Listen, it’s fun riding on the open road, and there’s no doubt it brings Peace like no other. However, there is something to be said for letting your Peace be still in a place where you can get before God, thanking Him for the opportunity and pleasure of riding Can-Am Spyder’s, Rykers, and Rallies on the open road in FAITH, not fear.
Women of Fearless Faith, this weekend is Christmas, and my Christmas wish for all of you is, “May the Spirit of the living God bring you Peace. And may you allow that Peace to Be Still, thanking Him for Riding in Faith, not fear”. May you all continue to grow in wisdom, knowledge and understanding as a Can-Am Riders.
You and I are so loved, so stop and take these last 11 days of 2022 to be still in a place that allows your soul to find rest. And thank God for the blessing and lesson of 2022.
Well, here we are! The month of October when cooler weather comes to visits. Sweaters and boots are pulled from the back of the closets to be worn, and just about every other hand is warmed by a pumpkin spice latte LOL. Saturday, October 8th, is National Motorcycle Ride Day, encouraging all riders to gear up, mount up and get one last ride before the start of the winter season. But for us Texans! Cooler weather means… We’re just getting started! For months our weather has been hotter than hells inferno and as for me, riding was put on hold until cooler weather prevailed, and it has! Fall Fresh on me Lord!
My heart and soul are ready for some Fall Riding. Dare I say, throttled with anticipation of gearing up, mounting up, and hitting the open road on a crisp fall Texas morning. Seeing the trees blazing with God’s glory. Knowing that, yes! Seasons change, but our Father in heaven never does. As fresh, anew, and green as our creator is in the beauty of Spring and Summer, He is just as Glorious and Magnificent in the golds, reds, of a Texas Fall season. And I, for one, am looking forward to cutting through the crisp Fall Texas morning air in full faith, knowing that with a new season comes new mercies… Fall Fresh on me Lord! which brings me to this cross.
The Cross of Tomball, located on the grounds of River of Praise Church, Tomball, Texas
This massive cross inspired and donated by Paula Whitaker a local mother whose son Ryan passed away several years ago, she took a road trip around the US to get away from it all. She and her husband came across a beautiful giant cross and they were completely blown away! In that moment, God placed it on their hearts to build a cross in Tomball, Texas in honor of their son, Ryan and to serve as a light to the community. This massive cross would catch my attention every time our chapter rode in the area. So much so that I thought how cool it would be to kick off our Fall Riding season with Prayer on National Motorcycle Ride Day. So, my husband and I gathered at the foot of this beautiful majestic cross and offered up prayers for Our Family, Faith, and Freedom…
Let Us Pray!
Heavenly Father,
God of all blessings, source of all life, giver of all grace: We thank you for the gift of life: the breath that sustains us, the food of this earth that nurtures us, and the love of our families and friends. Lord, we thank you for all these blessings and much more.
FOR OUR FAITH, WE PRAY
Father in heaven, we praise you for your faithfulness to us. You are loving and kind, always present, always available, and always protecting. Father, you never, ever let your word come back void. If you say it, we know we can believe it. Father, we gather here at the foot of the cross, asking that you would give each of us here increased capacity for unshakable faith. Father God, show us your hand in our daily lives, in the big and the little things we may go through on this side of heaven! Father God, preserve us from faithless fears and worldly anxieties and hide all that concerns us under the shadows of your mighty wings. Father, Fall Fresh upon Us!
FOR OUR FAMILIES, WE PRAY
Heavenly Father, We Thank you for the Gift of Family. Bless our families with your love and protect them from all harm, hurt, and danger. Father, protect them from all evil and save them from any enemy plans. Father, give us grace, upon grace to forgive. And strength to overcome any difficulties we might face as a family. And restore the bonds that have been broken with some of our family members. Father, we ask that you heal members of our families who are hurting emotionally. Give them comfort and peace that transcends all understanding. Father, guard their minds and hearts against anger, hatred, strife, bitterness, unforgiveness, doubt, anxiety, and depression. Father, renew in them a right mind and a peaceful Spirit. And Father keeps us united as this side of heaven tries to divide us and pull our families apart. Father Fall Fresh upon Us!
FOR OUR FREEDOM, WE PRAY
Heavenly Father, God our Creator, from your provident hand, we have received our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. You have called us your own and given us the right and the duty to worship you freely, the only true God and your Son, Jesus Christ. Through the power and working of your Holy Spirit, you call us to live out our faith on this side of heaven, bringing light and the saving truth of the Gospel to everyone we meet.
Heavenly Father, we ask you to bless us in our vigilance for the blessing of religious liberty. And give us the strength of mind and heart to readily defend our freedoms when threatened and, as people of faith, give us the courage to make our voices heard. So, with every trial withstood, and every danger overcome—for the sake of our Faith, our Families, and all who come after us—this great land will always be “One Nation, Under God, Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all.”
Now, Father God, do what only you can, bless us, and keep us. Lord, make your face shine upon us and be gracious to us. Lord, keep your face turned towards us and always keep us in perfect peace as we ride the good ride of faith … in Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen!
Father Fall Fresh upon us Lord!
After praying for all we hold near and dear, we hit the road for a Psalms 91-mile Ride through the back country roads North of Texas to Breakfast at Black Walnut Cafe, located in Conroe Texas.
Listen, God is Good. Don’t let anyone tell you any different and with the changing of seasons It’s apparent. Life starts to reflect the beauty of God as the calendar of our life’s winds down to a new year. Just as we prayed for family, faith and freedom and let go of all burdens that so easily beset us and laid them at the foot of the cross, trees are also doing the same… let go of this year’s foliage. So, I pray a Fresh Fall Anointing upon your ride the season and as leaves fall and surrender to a new season around the bend may the Spirit of God Fall Fresh upon you and all that you hold near and dear – LA
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. Love,
At 55, I’m almost afraid to admit that FEAR has kept me from doing many things in life. Even as a child, I was always cautious about “what might happen” instead of “what might not happen.” To the point that I was called scaredy cat by the other kids that would play with my sister and me. Fear was one of the main reasons I didn’t go to college right after graduating High School. I was terrified of math… Nothing like a math teacher from a small country in Louisiana that would call you to the blackboard by the name “stupid” and take great pleasure in embarrassing you in front of the class, where 98.9% of them bullied you on the regular bases.Fear will always find what you fear most and use it to keep you on the sideline of life. And it will use people to drive home its message that you will never be, never do, never have, or accomplish anything that resembles FAITH or SUCCESS. But when you realize that being scared is a choice, just like being brave is a choice. Life starts to look a whole helluva lot better, brighter! Dare I say…. Fun-er! This is when you begin to embrace the acronym of FEAR… FALSE. EVIDENCE. APPEARING. REAL. This describes the effect of a story your mind tells itself that causes a physical reaction, like being scared that something is going to happen. But the opposite is, “What if NOTHING happens at all.” What if you get to enjoy LIFE to its fullest?The enemy doesn’t want you or me to live an unafraid life. He doesn’t want us to live out the WORD of God or RIDE with it tucked inside our hearts. John 10:10 said it best. “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.” Jesus came to give us life. Not only that, but he also came to provide us with a life that is rich and full, a satisfying life. And what’s more enjoyable than gearing up, mounting up, and riding the open road in FAITH, not Fear…False Evidence Appearing Real. Lord! If I could go back and teach my younger self this MAN!!!! There would have been so much heartache and disappointment that I could have avoided. My childhood, pre-teens, and young adult years could have been much more enjoyable. I have always been a late bloomer… but as I got older and closer to a loving God I kicked Fear to the curve, went back to school, got my college degree in Culinary Arts and Pastry, and became a Pastry Chef at 50. It took five years to finish a 2-year program, but I did it…Fighting Fear every step of the way! LOL, I like to tell people, “Sometimes the fight of FAITH over FEAR takes a while.”Listen, I’m not saying it is easy. Pushing Faith forward is hard. It’s work, the constant reminder of every little battle fought, and every victory God has brought you. This builds up your Faith so that you can roll right over Fear. Bottom line “You can Ride in Faith, or you can Live in Fear.”The world today is designed to keep us all in a constant state of Fear…BUT GOD! I have never seen the hand of God so Mighty, Majestic, Sovereign, and Gracious as when I’m riding my bike on the open road with my husband or our Chapter. From the saddle and behind the visor, it’s clear that God still has the whole world in His hands. And the beautiful thing about Fear is when you ride towards it runs away. Why? Because it’s only false evident “appearing” real. Remember…
Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God. Psalm 20:7
DON’T BE SCARED!
Thought To Ponder
Is there something you want to do in your life or a passion or dream you have but aren’t doing because you’re scared? What is it, what are you afraid of, and why?
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.
I declare that August will be blessed for me and my household. Our going out shall be a blessing, and our coming back in shall be a blessing and my labor shall produce fruitful results in Jesus’s name. Amen!
Sometimes you have to hit a new month in the face with FAITH right out the gate. Tell yourself that no matter what it looks like, I will be blessed, and everything that concerns me will be blessed. Since June, I have been spending my time off my bike and in the house getting it in order, purging it, cleaning, and organizing it. I want to have everything under control when fall hits, so I can ride with a clear conscience when cooler temperatures prevail. I don’t know about you, but I can’t thoroughly enjoy riding my bike knowing I have a house full of chords waiting on me when I get back home.
So, I have broken my chores into daily weekday tasks that free up my weekends, and so far, it’s been working out great! It feels so good waking up in the morning and seeing everything in order, ready to greet a new day, and while I sip my coffee and have my prayer time, and even though I have missed a lot of ride time, looking around my home and see everything loved and cared for, I count it all Joy!
Weekly Chore List I Keep on the Fridge
I have taken Mrs. Cavatica out for a quick late evening spin around the neighborhood when the sun goes down, man! I Miss riding her. And it’s in that moment that I realize God has blessed me with options, Options that most people don’t have. I can sit in the coolness and comfort of my home or hop on my bike and sweat it out. I was blessed with the bike I prayed for and believed God for; and for that, I count it all Joy!
As a Baker and Pastry chef, I preserve my own line of Homemade Fig Jams. This time two years ago, my fig tree “Misty,” our Desert King Fig Tree, produced over 80 pounds of golf-ball-size figs. The harvest was so great that I had canned about 100 jars of fig jam, and most were sold before the Pop-Up Shop, turning it into a Pick-Up Spot.
Sweeter at Home “Turnt-Up” Fig Jam by Chef La
This year, not so much. Between Ice storm Uri of 2021 and the Heatwave this year, I could only harvest about 3 pounds of Figs and was only able to can about 13 jars of jam. A sad offering compared to the harvest of 2019. It broke my heart, and I was highly disappointed as I picked quarter-sized figs from her. Until I heard the Spirit of God say as I picked her fruit, reluctantly, “With this offering, count it all joy.” Tears filled my eyes because I realized I was not pleased and content with what Misty had produced. I was so use to my Fig tree giving me an abundance of golf-ball-size figs yearly. I didn’t consider the toll of the Ice storm Uri took on her in 2021 and the Heatwave we have been experiencing this year; no rain and being under a State Mandated watering reaction would hinder her production. And yet! she still gave what she could, despite the harsh weather conditions Texas has been having.
Misty Our Desert King Fig Tree
Every season has a lesson, and as I picked what little fruit Misty, our fig tree, offered this Fig season, I learned to “Count it All Joy.” No matter what. I love how James 1:2-8 states this.
Consider it pure Joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of your Faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.
As a woman of Faith, one of the hardest lessons I believe we must learn is how to be joyful amidst pain and suffering. What does it mean to “Count it all joy”? The concept here is the idea of reckoning of considering. We are to think of what we are going through as a matter of Joy, not because the thing itself is pleasurable, but because tribulation works patience within us. At least one good thing happens to us during pain and suffering.
So, I didn’t pick 80 pounds of Figs, allowing me to preserve over 100 jars of fresh homemade Fig Jam to sell at a pop-up store this year, but at least I have something…right?! And my clients who LOVE! My Homemade Fig Jam won’t be disappointed. And for that, I’m grateful. I made the best of what Misty gave me and saw my Father in heaven “still giving” me something good to preserve during a dry season. So, if you are in a dry season and it looks like all hope is lost. Look for the Joy in your situation or circumstance, whatever is trying your Faith. Trust God and give Him praise for whatever little fruit that is being produced in your Dry Season!
Declaration of Faith for Counting it all Joy!
I consider it pure Joy whenever I find myself facing trials and tribulations (to give up on my Faith) of every kind; for I know that the testing of my Faith produces in me enduring patience and once this patience becomes an unfailing part of my character (when I am mature and complete in it) I will lack no good thing in my life.
I fully understand that Jesus has become my wisdom. God does not keep it from me, saying that I can’t have it because I’ve done something wrong, but supplies it to me literally, holding nothing back. All of his wisdom is rightfully mine in His name.
When I ask for wisdom, or anything else, I must not reason against my receiving it. A person who reasons against the promises of God is like a wave on the sea driven and tossed about whatever direction the wind might blow (or whichever way the circumstances may lead). This type of person seldom receives anything from the Lord and cannot walk in his inheritance. They are double-minded and unstable in all of their ways.
I remain fixed and unwavering in my Faith regardless of what my eyes may see, what my ears may hear, or what my body may feel, for I know that God is faithful and will fulfill his promise to me.
Acts 5:4; Matthew 3:11, 15, 16; 5:10-12; 21:19-22; 2 Peter 1:6; Romans 5:3-5; 1 Corinthians 1:30; 2:6-16; Daniel 1:17, 20; 2:22,23; Mark 11:22-25; Hebrews 6:12; Psalm119:109-116; Jeremiah 29:11-13; James 4:8
Figs from our Desert King Fig Tree MistyMay 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.
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
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.
Day 9 of The Great Purge and Deep Cleanse. 9 rooms down, 5 more rooms to go. Since it’s too hot to ride and gas is too high to waste… I’ve been on a mission to clean our home room by room…ceiling to floor, and Everything in between. And let me just say… “It’s been a very humbling experience.” When you start to really get into cleaning up your home, room by room, you realize how blessed you are that you even have something to clean up. So how did I get here, you might ask? Well, let me bring you up to speed!
Heat came early to Texas in May, and June isn’t any better. Can you believe half the year is gone already? This year has been interesting, to say the least. Between high gas prices nationwide and record-breaking heat here in Texas, it has turned into a short riding season for me; with a temperature heat index above 100°, I quickly decided that riding in Texas heat just isn’t my cup of tea. I have experienced riding in Texas heat before, and it’s just not fun. In fact, It put me in bed for 3 days recovering from it, and it took me a while to build up my confidence in riding in the Texas summer months. I never want to feel that feeling ever again… feeling lethargic, head feeling like it’s swelling in my helmet… NOPE! Texas summer weather this time of year is so unpredictable as well. One minute, you’re leaving home in mildly cool temperatures with no humidity, and the next minute, hell has come to visit, and what felt like a ride sent from heaven in an instant turns into satan’s ride into hell.
this is a pic from the ride that took me out for 3 days last year. 130 miles in 98-degree heat. At this point drinking water when I got home was useless. Once I got inside the house and cooled down, I felt worst. So, for these smoldering summer months in Texas I decided to Let Go! of “needing to ride” during summer. I admit I felt guilty, especially when I would scroll Facebook and see my fellow wind Sistah’s riding and casting all their cares to the wind. But just as I noticed that I also took note of the fact that they aren’t dealing with Texas summer weather either, LOL Then the scripture Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 came to mind, “A Time for Everything,” And it blessed me…
There is a Time for Everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace – Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
There’s A Time to Ride and A Time to Let go of needing to Ride – LaShaun Jackson
Does this scripture not send a cool breeze over your Spirit? Does this scripture not satisfy your need to “ride just to say you took a ride.”? Now, don’t get me wrong… There is always a reason to ride, but does it mean you should ride just because you can? I tell you the Truth, this scripture blessed me and confirmed that now was as good as any time to get our home in order and ready for the next move of God that I want to see in my life. Taking a break from riding, spending time inside our home cleansing, and purging 18 years of “Stuff” was a great way of letting go of things that no longer served us. Plus, my husband would be out of town visiting our daughter and new second grandbaby, so now would be a great time to throw out things he might object to letting go of.
Seriously! That scripture released me from feeling guilty about not riding… LOOK AT GOD! Sending me a WORD to help me Let Go of the guilt of not riding my bike. Sure! You can hydrate, hydrate, hydrate! All you want, wear a cooling vest, limit your riding gear (which is not safe, by the way) in my opinion, etc., etc. But I love how God sends a WORD of comforting confirmation that There’s A Time for Everything… including Riding and not riding. So, I’m not riding because of the heat here in Texas, but how does one make the most of the time they now have on their hands?
Summer Cleansing!
When cleansing and maintaining our living space, many of us cringe at the thought of house cleaning vs. riding our bikes on the open road. But the heat in Texas made hunkering down and settling into a long summer house cleaning spree very appealing. Cleansing our home took me down appreciation lane because as I went through every room in our house, cleaning baseboards and walls, I remembered when I prayed for the things I now have. It was humbling and allowed me to practice humility; not that I’m arrogant, but I wanted to make sure God knew that I was thankful for all the blessings I was coming across in our home. I think sometimes we take our homes for granted. We live daily in them, complain about them, and neglect them as we move through the many different seasons of living and raising families in our homes. But give very little time and attention to how our home has provided for us.
Our home has given us a place to celebrate our Children’s graduations, becoming engaged and married. A floor for our grandbabies to crawl across and a room for our daughter to re-enlist in the military. A living room for our Son to decide on serving his country, A bedroom for the Spirit of God to inspire me to write my first song, which ends up becoming a 12-track Cd Project. The home where I would study to become a pastry chef, leave every morning at 5:30am to drive downtown for 5 years to become the 1st college graduate in my family at 50. The home that held my vision board on its wall had a picture of my Can-Am spyder I believed God for, which I now have. The house where I received my prayer language and learned how to press into prayer and stand truly on the WORD of God for Everything.
Letting go of the ride allowed me to appreciate the home where all my prayers were heard about wanting to ride and answered. Letting go of the ride reminded me that dreams really do come true. I actually had a blast! I put on music and took my time…I danced when my favored R & B song came on, praised and cried when my favorite worship song came on. I laughed at things I found that I had purchased and hidden from my husband and apparently myself LOL
So, wind sisters if it’s hot in your neck of the woods, consider letting go of the need to ride for a spell and spend some time cleansing your home and thanking God for all the things you prayed for that you now have. Purge the things that are no longer are serving you or haven’t been used over the years. As you dust and clean walls, windows, baseboards, and mop floors, thank God for your dwelling filled with all your prayers, wishes, hopes, dreams, and memories you created with your family, and at the end of your long day of cleansing your home. Thank God for the pillows that cradle your head at night; how blessed are we that we have a place to rest our heads after a day of cleaning or Riding? How fortunate are we to ride the open road and return to a clean, clutter-free home? That we made it home safe and sound to our families, this sanctuary – our safe haven we call home…Let us Pray!
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.
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
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!
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
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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Christmas time is here, and it’s one of my favorite holidays for two reasons. One, it is when we celebrate the birth of our savior, and second, it was one of my late Grandmother’s favorite holidays. She loved making the home festive and filled with the Spirit of Christmas. I loved helping her put up the tree, hang Christmas lights inside the house, and even bake her famous sweet potato pies for Christmas dinner as a little girl. I would help Granddaddy hang Christmas lights on the front porch and hedges that trimmed the front of the house. It was a magical time as Nat King Cole’s “The Christmas Song” filled the house with Christmas cheer. I know what you are thinking….”Gurrrrrrl that sounds like a movie” LOL but it wasn’t. Growing up in Detroit with my Grandparents was exactly like that.
As a grandma myself, I admit that I struggle with this time of year because the memories of my grandma and her Christmas joy always made everything right this time of year, even though I’m sure it wasn’t. But as a kid, it was heaven on earth to me. Grandma made sure the house was filled with Holiday joy and the Spirit of Christ. But that was then; in the early ’70s, times were different. Fast forward to now, trying to fill grandma’s shoes is next to impossible in this day and age. Trying to keep the tradition of Christmas cheer within our homes four walls has been like a roller coaster or maybe more like a nightmare on elm street.
Our family dynamic is not what it used to be, making it hard to usher in the old holiday spirit that Grandma did so effortlessly back in the day when I was a little girl.
But then I recall a time when I was helping Grandma put tinsel on the Christmas tree, I was standing next to her as she would sitting on a chair, and I heard her mumbling something under her breath. I asked, “Grandma, what are you sayin’? She replied I’m prayin”. Maybe that’s why the home felt the way it did. As Grandma put up Christmas decorations, she prayed her way to peace, love and joy.
As I sit here typing this last post of 2021, the song, One Wish by Whitney Houston came on google chrome. I thought, “If I had one wish, what would it be?” The little girl in me wanted my Grandma back, so that I could decorate the house by her side just one more time. But the Women of fearless faith and Grammy that I have grown up to be wish for this, and that is…
Heavenly Father, please extend your ear from heaven and hear every household praying, trusting, and believing that better days are coming. You sent your only begotten Son through a virgin to guarantee that it would. Father, forgive the hearts that seem a little weary, and Father have mercy on the Spirits that seem less than joyful. Father, fix our eyes and hearts on the light of the Christ Child….your light so that peace, love and joy will fill our homes to full and overflow this Christmas season.
Amen.
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May the Joy of the Lord instantly become your strength to encourage you to overcome any fears that you might experience. Remember, in our daring to be brave, when we throw caution to the wind, casting our cares in Faith upon Him through the ride. Peace, love, and joy are set loose in the atmosphere, and it permits other riders to do the same. Allowing us to all rejoice in knowing we have triumphant victory in Riding the Good Ride of Faith.
Merry Christmas and Have a Happy New Year!
Better Days are Coming…
Be strong and of good courage, LaShaun and Mrs. Cavatica
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