He will get me home

A few weeks ago, my wife made the decision to go for a ride on the bike, something that we don’t get to do together very often.  The evening was perfect, clear skies, dry roads and temperatures in the upper 70’s.  After taking a ride to the South shore and cruising along Montauk Hwy., we decided to return home via the Sagtikos Parkway. One of my favorite ramps is the West bound ramp from the Sagtikos onto the LIE. It’s a long sweeping downhill ramp that closes slightly at the end. It then exits out onto a two lane service road which merges with the LIE west bound. Coming out of the turn, it’s easy to get on the throttle and blast down the straightway. The exhilaration of the straight run is matched only by the sheer excitement of leaning the bike over in the curve itself. 

As I said earlier, my wife and I hadn’t ridden two up in some time.  Apparently I‘ve become somewhat more confident in this bike and it’s handling, because when we reached our driveway, my wife was quick to point out that I scared her in the turn. “Weren’t we leaning over just a bit too far?” she asked. Well, in my humble opinion, we weren’t over far enough and had I been riding alone, I probably would have scraped the right foot peg. But the point of this story is not how much fun it is cruising on a summer night, or running a bit hot into sweeping turns. What this simple event taught me was a unique lesson on the value and significance of faith.

People are often confused by the term faith. Sometimes people think of faith as a belief that one settles upon apart from experience, logic or facts but that could not be further from the truth. Actually, faith is a very simple term with a very straight forward meaning. Faith is essentially the same as trust. If you think about it, you will realize that you yourself practice faith many times, in many ways throughout the day.  You have faith (trust) that your bike will get you from one place to the next. You put faith in the traffic laws of our state, or at least you put faith in the drivers of other vehicles, that they are going to obey those laws particularly staying on the other side of the double yellow. Why, you even put faith in the chair you’re sitting in, that it would not collapse when you sat on it. And in almost every one of these circumstances, your faith was based upon experience, logic, fact or a combination of all three.

On that warm summer night, I put faith in the motorcycle I was riding. Particularly, I trusted in my tires, that they would stick to the road and hold us from skidding off into the grass. The reason I put my trust in those tires, was because I had tested them on that same exit ramp on many other occasions.  Each time I took that ramp, I went a bit faster and leaned a bit deeper. On this particular occasion, with precious cargo aboard, I leaned hard, but well within what I believed, what I trusted and what I had faith that my bike and tires could handle. My bike did not disappoint me and my faith proved to be well placed.

But beyond having faith in my bike and my tires, I have faith in the One who is able to get me home safely every time. He has demonstrated to me time and time again that He is trustworthy; that’s experience. He has shown Himself to be faithful to His word and His promises, that’s historical fact. And He has revealed His power and glory in all of creation; that’s logic. He has never let me down and I am pleased to trust in Him for all my needs.

Over the years, I have gone into many of life’s tight sweeping turns and with Him leading the way, I have roared safely out onto the straight way. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not wearing any rose colored glasses. I know very well that there’s no promise that I won’t get scraped up from time to time. In fact, it’s very possible that someday those tires won’t hold me on the turn…… but my God will.  And I am ever so confident that whatever may come, He will get me home. Let me ask you, who or what are you putting your faith in and why?

You think about that…

God bless and See You on the road.

Bob Anton

Chaplain, Long Island Lights, CMA

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