Monday, August 16, 2010

August 16, 2010

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



Part of hyper-Calvinism's obsession with total depravity is knowing there's an instinct in too many folks who almost gush with glee when bad things happen to others.

Those deep and dark places that most folks loathe to admit account for people who prefer professional daredevils to crash rather than conquer.

There's that demonic oppression that makes too many folks feel good about the bad that happens to others.

Or that may...


While bikers know the greatest threats to their safety are cagers and posers who trailer their ponies to rallies and cut 'em off with gusto almost equal to the cagers, lots of folks still living in la-la land think it's the ride rather than idiots behind four-or-more wheeled cages that pose peril.

I thought about that on 8/8 as I was about to mount my mule for Sturgis.

It was raining...hard.

Parenthetically, I'm an original member of Rainmakers MC; thusly named because it rains sometime whenever we ride!

Anyway, a friend warned, "Don't you think God is maybe telling you not to go?"

Another friend cautioned, "I know you wear a helmet when it rains; but you better wear one throughout the trip or something bad could happen to you!"

We went.

I didn't.

Freedom is being who God made you to be as opposed to what others want you to be to satisfy their control needs; noting being free from/through/for God will never inhibit another's freedom to be who God made them to be because no one is any more nor any less important to Him than...

Or something like that.



Everything is incidental to the ride...even the sites/sights.

While everyone's ride is unique to her/him, mine is dominated by intimacy with God; moving into the apostle's urging of ceaseless prayer.

And that's not just when we're riding in the rain or navigating those switchbacks in Custer State Park!

Personally/prejudicially, I don't get those who trailer 'em to the rally; which was reinforced by a perky babe on a big hog who covered her luggage in canvas with bold lettering: "Nice Trailer Pussy!"

Of course, hanging around the church for so long has prepared me for posers of all kinds.

Christianity is about Jesus; unless you're posing.

Riding to freedom is not about trailering; unless you're posing.


It's gonna take a while to unpack this one.

Overwhelmed by the authentic patriotism and community complementing the sites/sights, it was still the ride that mattered most.

I was asked if I plan to go...

I like John Eldredge's response (Wild at Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man's Soul): "In the heart of every man is a desperate desire for a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue...Now - is Jesus more like Mother Teresa or William Wallace?...If you're a Pharisee, one of those self-appointed doctrine out! On more than one occasion, Jesus 'picks a fight' with those notorious hypocrites...And when Christ returns, He is at the head of a dreadful company, mounted on a white horse, with a double-edged sword...Now that sounds a lot more like William Wallace than...After living in a cage, a lion no longer believes it is a lion...and a man no longer believes he is a man...Braveheart has it, 'All men die, few men ever really live!'...You cannot teach a boy to use his strength by stripping him of it...If you want a safer, quieter animal, there's an easy solution: castrate him...The history of a man's relationship with God is the story of how God calls him out, takes him on a journey..."


I plan to go again and again and...because it's part of my manhood.

And I plan to guide others on the journey because that's what real men do for others to help 'em move from posing to authenticity.

Again, Eldredge: "I hope you're getting the picture by now. If a man does not find those things for which his heart is made, if he is never even invited to live for them from his deep heart, he will look for them in some other way...And so a man's heart, driven into the darker regions of the soul, denied the very things he most deeply desires, comes out in darker places."

That's why the authentic biker culture urges, "Ride to Freedom!"

For when you're riding to freedom as He designed, you're moving farther and farther and farther away from chains and...

You can't trailer authenticity.

You've got to incarnate it!


Admittedly, if you don't get it, I can't explain it to you.

It's an experience/relationship rather than a lecture.


That's why the parallel is so unmistakable.

Christianity is not a lecture.

It's not even right doctrine.

It's an experience/relationship.

Again, if you don't get it, I can't explain it to you.

You'll just have to get some...and ride!



Blessings and Love!

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