Hellfighters
Sometimes the weight of the world has a way of compounding itself until it is almost suffocating. Like storm clouds looming heavy on the horizon, dark and foreboding, and in our path. In the year of our Lord, 2020, well, it seems there is an endless line of ominous storm clouds in our path. We forge forward, navigating each crisis only to find another just ahead.
Creative people seem to have a more difficult time handling this type of environment. In my case, the act of sitting at a computer screen to extract compelling words from this currently crowded mind becomes exhausting. I can’t speak for others who write, but my process demands that I remain focused on an inner voice, but lately the voice lies silent amongst all of the other noise. Currently, I have 5 or 6 pieces that I haven’t been able to complete. With my last post going on two weeks old, I’m putting more pressure on myself to DO SOMETHING!
This morning I rode my motorcycle to work and felt good. I felt the freedom that comes with the ride and I began to hear the noise in my head dissipating. Upon arrival, I noticed a Hellfighters USA shopping bag in one of my saddlebags. The bag (pictured above) is unique, and I decided to bring it inside to show to co-workers. In my office, I looked inside the bag and found a quarter, a small pamphlet, and a sticker.
I read the booklet and realized that it might be a way for me to find an ending to a story in these crazy times. I sought and received permission from Hellfighters to copy, so here it is.
To be asked “What’s on your mind?” in today’s society might possibly be termed by some to be an invasion of privacy. But if you ride a motorcycle, this is a subtle question, “What’s on your mind?” is easily answered in three words, MOTORCYCLES, MAN, MOTORCYCLES.
What else is there to think about? In South Dakota it might be the Black Hills; in Daytona, it might be the sun and the sand; in Austin, it might be about insanity; in Fayetteville, it might be Bikers, Blues & Bar-B-Q; in North Carolina, it might be the Dragon’s Tail; and in California, it might be Highway 1, Malibu Beach, or Hollywood. But to enjoy all these places to the fullest, you have to have two wheels, and that doesn’t mean bicycle wheels.
I’m partial to Harleys, as are most sane people, but there are those who love the Metric Bikes just as much as we love Harleys and I can live with that.
Does it really matter what we ride? Not really. Admittedly, a Harley sounds better, but the wind blows equally in our faces no matter what logo in emblazed on your bike’s tank. Some of us may enjoy hearing the deep-throated throb of a Harley, while others enjoy the sounds of butterflies soaring through the heavens because their bikes make no sound at all. The reason we ride is not to condemn or judge others for what they ride. We ride because we love to ride.
What else would riding offer if it was not for the beauty that we behold as we ride the back roads of America, the silvery expanse of beaches on our coasts, the vastness of the American West, the narrow roads crossing mountain passes, the clear streams of pristine valleys, the different “shades” of people, the unique towns, the quaint villages, and the mystical hamlets. My, oh my, what incredible things have been created just for me and you to enjoy.
Did it all happen with a big bang? Maybe! But, if it did, God lit the fuse and out of chaos, He created this masterpiece called earth. Without His touch, His compassion, His vision, and His love for us, He would have kept all this for Himself. But since He’s not selfish, He has made everything He created available to me and you; the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly.
Many of us have been through Bad Water, NV; if you haven’t, don’t. It’s not pretty and it stinks. In stark contrast to the beauty of the Rocky Mountains, Highway 1, and the Dragon’s Tail, Bad Water is the example of a life gone bad. It’s dry, dull, nasty, smelly, undesirable, ugly, unloved, and overlooked.
If your life compares to Bad Water, because of dumb decisions, stupid mistakes, and rotten circumstances, give God a shot at putting your life back together. He’s real good at mending people. He made us, which means He can fix us.
Wouldn’t it be nice if everything was rosy in our life and all we had to think about was motorcycles and riding the highways and byways of America? Yes it would, but since that’s the stuff dreams are made of, it’s not always possible.
No matter what your life has become, no matter what a mess you’ve made of it, no matter what you think; God is the fixer of men’s lives.
Regardless of what you’ve been through, or what you’re going through right this minute, God can ease the pain, smooth the way and remove the stench and stain of sin and terrible choices. He will replace heartache with peace, sorrow with happiness, emptiness with love, and the horror of hell with the joy of heaven.
You may know absolutely nothing about Jesus and the wonderful plan He has for your life. If not, go to a website called Hellfighters.org and click on Soulwinning Guide. It will answer any question you might have about Jesus and heavenly things. It will also answer your question about that literal place called Hell.
After you’ve checked Jesus out, go get a Bible, read the Book of John, find a Bible-believing church then seek out this wonderful persona of Jesus. You can trust Him to fix whatever ails you.
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I believe that things happen for a reason. I believe in a loving and graceful God who wants to communicate with us despite our often unwillingness to listen. Because of these beliefs, I certainly couldn’t argue with the overwhelming need to share this little booklet on dbeazylife.com. I don’t rule out that it was meant for me to find the booklet on this day and read it for myself. But I believe that it was meant to be shared through dbeazylife.com so that it may reach someone in particular that wouldn’t have access to it another way.
When I started reading it, I was interested because it comes closer than most descriptions of what riding a bike is like. But I continued because of the way the writer used an unpleasant place to ride as a comparison to the ugliness that humans can create for themselves.
I would like to thank the folks at Hellfighters USA for allowing me to share. I’d like to thank them for their mission. And I will say that if you haven’t been to Hellfighters USA in Laurel, MS, you should check it out. Yes, there are motorcycles, but there is much more. They have a broad spectrum of merchandise, including guns, country collectibles, and clothing, but the place is like a museum as well. You won’t be disappointed.