Motorcycle Missionary

6 Sep

But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today,
so that none of you may be hardened by sin’s deceitfulness.
We have come to share in Christ if we hold firmly
till the end the confidence we had at first.
Hebrews 3:13-14

Vacations come and go all too quickly!! Tim and I just returned home from visiting with Ryan and Brittany — I haven’t even had time to get caught up on laundry yet or to dump all of the pictures taken from my camera and my iphone … so the Seattle/Portland/Vancouver 2013 story will have to wait until another day.

This vaca season has been a bit odd in the fact that we haven’t taken the usual mini trips to the shore like we have in the past. We did go once with the grandkids and their parents at the end of July, which was a lot of fun! With the formal end of summer bringing less people to the beaches, we plan on going again sometime later this month. It will be a unique and exciting time, for weather permitting, we will ride Tim’s motorcycle. This motorcycle is really the reason why we haven’t gone away much this summer — because in all reality, we go away every chance we get.

Bell Peppers in the saddlebags

Bell Peppers in the saddlebags

After sitting on several motorcycles and doing alot of research, Father’s Day weekend took us over to a community near Lancaster where Tim wanted to test ride a bike that he had his eye on. One thing led to another and by day’s end, we were riding this ‘new’ bike home and all around town! What we both thought was a nice comfortable ride, the motorcycle that Tim bought 6 years ago does not even begin to compare to this Yamaha Stratoliner. I have quite the spacious place to sit behind my husband, with a secure backrest that allows me to travel in comfort. The two saddle bags on both sides of the bike are extremely roomy and have conveniently transported freshly picked blueberries, bell peppers, tomatoes and various other produce that we have purchased along the way.

The beautiful PA countryside

The beautiful PA countryside

A week before we flew out to see the kids, Tim and I set out for yet another Saturday adventure … this time to enjoy some smoked brisket for lunch, fresh produce to purchase, and a stop at our favorite ice cream shop to top off our fun day! It was an exceptionally gorgeous day … and the writer in me longed to somehow capture the sites, sounds, and feelings that made the day so special. The day of smiles began early in our journey as we passed a sign at the end of an old farm lane that simply said “Hay for Sale”, next to another that read “Brown Eggs”. As we drove through the Amish countryside, there were tobacco fields and clothes drying on their unique hanging lines. We saw goats, streams, gardens with tall sunflowers, yards with Weeping Willows, and roadside tree stumps. We laughed at a very large dog that was also enjoying his ride as he hung his head out a car window. We love to look at houses … causing us to dream about some and agreeing that others should be torn down. We stopped at a car show – some were old and vintage and others were new and tricked out. I always hope to see a ’55 Chevy so I can sigh and giggle as I stand there thinking of my precious Daddy. Along the way, we passed a cross beside the road, memorializing someone’s death. Then there was the bridge that carried us from one side of the Susquehanna River to the other … always a favorite of mine. Another favorite is porches. We saw wrap-around porches, screened-in porches and porch swings. We saw cows and tractors, yard sales, and hammocks under a tree, along with a sign that read “Frogtown Café. Speaking of critters, a butterfly got caught up in the burst of wind caused by the traffic and ran into our arms … causing me to think about life and its bumps and bruises all because we get off course and do not stay focused on where we are supposed to be. Hopefully, the wayward butterfly survived our brief encounter and learned to stay out of the road! And near the end of our ride, I noticed an elderly little lady who was walking back from her mailbox … frail and stooped over. My imagination jumped into high gear as I wondered about her life … was it near her birthday and she was hoping to find cards in the mail? Or perhaps she just recently lost her husband and was sadly reminded of her grief when she read his name on the addressed envelope of the electric bill… And most of my musings end up praying for people like this precious little lady ~ praying that she knows Jesus and that He is the Center of her life. I often think about the fact that perhaps I’m the only one who will pray for that person that day.

Tim and I

Tim and I

Won’t you join me today in being a missionary right where we are? The saying goes “You may be the only Bible some people read today”, or you may be that one person who will pray for the little old lady today. Whether on the back of a motorcycle, sitting in an office, taking little ones to preschool, or whatever you find yourself doing today, seize the moment and make the most of it for Jesus.

Until next time,
Debbie

We have different gifts, according to the grace given us.
If a man’s gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith.
If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching,
let him teach; if it is encouraging, let him encourage;
if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously;
if it is leadership, let him govern diligently;
if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.

Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil;
cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.
Honor one another above yourselves.
Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual
fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope,
patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
Share with God’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality.

Bless those who persecute you;
bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice;
mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony
with one another. Do not be proud,
but be willing to associate with people of low position.
Do not be conceited.
Romans 12:6-16

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