10th for FLHTCU

Kopp Disclosure

(John 3:19-21)

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    While I thought I'd heard all of the reasons why I shouldn't ride my pony which you can read all about in I Just Wanna Ride that I don't care to reiterate because they're born of ignorance or deception, a friend just coughed up one that's never been on my radar.

    He said, "I wish you'd give up your motorcycle 'cause I don't want to go through another pastor search committee."

    After eight years, I guess that was supposed to be even more affirming and affectionate than cute; and I received it as such.

    Yet, I replied, "I think it's more dangerous to be an American diplomat in Libya or catching the attention of the IRS for not goose-stepping to..."

    Talk about ignorance or deception!

    Anyway, I continued, "Besides, I ride because I just wanna ride; and because I really believe in Jesus and what He said about the next life being better than this one...as well as offering hope to my enemies."

    Selah.

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    Actually, people, like my mom and wife and guys who act more like gals, who do everything possible to discourage the therapeutic benefits of mounting the mule - got lots of metaphors - not to mention the gender-specific need to domesticate/emasculate/feminize the gender born to be wild (see John Eldredge's Wild at Heart and, uh, I Just Wanna Ride for more on that) haven't discovered my win-win when it comes to travel these days.

    If I want to visit family in Pennsylvania, Texas, or Washington, all I do is talk about carving out a few days to take the pony/mule aka Return out of the barn and an airplane ticket appears instantaneously without me investing a...

    Cool.

    It's win-win.

    While I'd rather take Return and ride and will, I save time and money by just suggesting...

    Amazing how folks can find $ for...

    I could use their help on the 10th for FLHTCU...

    Psst.

    If you're not a biker, don't even try to figure out what that 10th for FLHTCU is all about.

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    O.K., the previous was just to catch your attention.

    I gotta confess something.

    Ever since Jesus really, really, really became Lord and Savior of my life - noting that I'm just scratching the surface of my relationship with Him and His and, ergo, spending even more time than ever before in confession and repentance 'cause I'm more aware than ever before of how I keep messin' up and need cleanin' up and don't know as much as I pretended to know as some kinda vocational, uh, whatever - I can't be as miserable as the people in my life who try to make me as miserable as they are by their OCDish need to control, manipulate, annoy, and, uh, demonize.

    Really, it's hard to be consistently or mostly or too often miserable if you're spendin' more and more and more time with Jesus than them and gettin' filled up with Him more than drained by, uh, them.

    I hope you know what I mean.

    I know trying to explain that to someone who ain't close to Jesus is like tryin' to explain why I ride/mount my...

    I also know that when we're really, really, really gettin' close to Him and, ergo, His, there's another out there with lots of accomplices that wanna drag us down to their miserable...

    Again, hang with Jesus and you won't get hung up by 'em.

    Ya won't even think too much about 'em anymore.

    In short, Jesus saves us from it/them.

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Blessings and Love!