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As I walked through the garage this morning, heading out to put meat on the smoker, for a friends wedding tomorrow, I glanced over and noticed this ole helmet sitting in my bike.
Funny how the LORD directed my eyes towards it.
It’s been my only helmet since my first Harley, and this sticker has been on it, from new.
Just like me it’s worn, faded, scuffed up & ruffed up. It’s been dropped, bounced around, left in the box, when it SHOULD have been used. It’s been wet, hot, and forgotten. It’s been loaned out, and it’s been returned.
I’ve made deals with GOD, and broken promises. I’ve cried tears that the hot ole summer sun, and 90 mph winds wouldn’t dry up.
I’ve almost died with that thing on, and a time or two, never felt so alive.
Spread my best friends ashes for a family, at 120mph in the middle of nowhere, looked ahead, and swore I’d never look back, and I went and did it again.
So many roads in life yet untraveled, and some I don’t care if I ever go down again.
Living to die, or dying while trying to live, to be honest I really don’t know.
So many things I’ll just never understand this side of heaven and I’ve sure got a lot of questions about stuff, stuff I’ll just never understand.
But as I was reminded at 5:00am this morning, by a old weathered sticker, on a makeshift helmet............JESUS really is the reason I go, and HE is the reason I do what I do.
Sometimes our answers are right in front of our eyes, all along.
People pleaser, or GOD's plan fulfiller you are. No other way to put it.
Happy Full Throttle Friday 😎