Do You Trust?

Perfect weather … 70’s … no wind … contrails from passing airplanes marking a giant tic-tac-toe game on the large blue canvas overhead. And the forecast was for the same tomorrow … and the next day … and the next.  

Perfect for motorcycle riding.  

My husband, John, and I arrived at the motorcycle rally Thursday afternoon … me in my car (loaded to the gills with our motorcycle club’s stuff) … and him on his fairly new motorcycle. We were both looking forward to the next two days. He would be going on group rides each day … and I would be reading and relaxing.  

Friday morning … and they all geared up … ready to head out. John’s motorcycle wouldn’t start. With several hundred motorcycle riders in attendance, he received a lot of advice on what was wrong.

 

Nothing worked.

 

Long story short, his bike was placed on a towing truck and hauled to the nearest BMW dealer … Boise, Idaho. He and I spent the day together. The call came about 5:30 that it was repaired and he could pick it up tomorrow. No problem. That was just a four hour drive away.

 

We headed out at 5:00 on Saturday morning. By noon Boise time we were ready to head back … me driving and him on his motorcycle. Arriving back at the rally at 3:00, that day was pretty much gone.  

 

Sunday morning there was a stir of activity as we all took down tents, rolled up sleeping bags and emptied the coolers. One problem. John’s motorcycle wouldn’t start. We did the same drill … same towing company … hauled to the same dealer in Boise … and adjustments had to be made in what I was taking in my car. I now had to make room for John.  

 

Motorcycle riders … especially those with off-road motorcycles like John’s … go into the back country where there is usually no cell phone service. They need to be able to trust their bike is going to start. Trust. Right now we aren’t too sure about the reliability of his motorcycle.  

 

But there is Someone who is always trustworthy. No matter what journeys our lives take us on, the trust is never broken. He is there when we need Him … every time.  

Do you trust?  

 

“God's a safe-house for the battered, a sanctuary during bad times. The moment you arrive, you relax; you're never sorry you knocked.” Psalm 9:9-10 (MSG)