In order to GROW, I had to let GO. I felt like my Highball and I were one. I couldn't imagine letting it go. I think a lot of people go through this in one way or another. Maybe not about a motorcycle but perhaps a house, a job, or a relationship. We substitute, improvise, accommodate, and rig so much simply to hold on to what we've outgrown or should have let go. This includes lack and struggle. Everything has a season. Some things are for a lifetime and some are just for a lesson.
Read MoreThe night I removed my patch…
After a while, it became more and more routine. Grab the vest, hop on the bike and ride. Sleep, wake, ride, and repeat. Life happens, seasons change, and soon enough long periods of time elapse and I don’t even realize I haven’t worn or even looked to take my vest out of the closet. So the other day, I figured…there’s no better time than the present and I grabbed the scissors. Snip…snip…snip. I began cutting the strings the held the patch to my vest and the patch began to lift up off the leather.
Read MoreParalyzing anxiety, that prevents one from moving, thinking, or wanting, was a common recurrence for me.
Read MoreWe can either run around panicked looking for shelter, crying out to God as if we have been forsaken, remain in a calm mindset knowing that God hears the prayers of the righteous and delivers them from their troubles, or better yet stand up to the storm and declare it obey our command of peace. Yes, we have the power to declare to peace to a storm.
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