Hi, precious
sisters!
It’s ironic to me that
just Sunday, I was talking to Richard about my desire to ride horses again when
we cross to the Other Side! I haven’t ridden horses since I was 16 years old,
and was thrown from him in Galveston. It scared the peejabbers out of me, so
ever since that time, I’ve been scared to ride them. But then again, after I
had the bad auto accident when my 28-year-old was 3 months old, I didn’t drive
for 27 years; now I drive 110 miles per day going to/from work, with no fear
whatsoever… and that’s after plowing my Neon into a big van while going 65 mph
on the freeway in 2006!
Also, Richard has driven
Harleys since he was 13 years old; I had never ridden before I met him. I
wanted to ride with him SO badly, since he loved it so much. So I prayed day in
and day out. Then the weekend before my 45th BD, some biker friends
who owned a biker bar threw a BD party for me there. Richard was unable to work
at the time, so he drove the bike to the bar, and I asked my best friend if she
would drop me off at the bar after work that day, which she did. Even though it
was the middle of December, in Houston that night it was 62º and humid as could
be! So I wore short sleeves and my jeans to the party. They had opened up the
garage doors (the bar was created from a 4-car garage with an addition) by the
pool tables, and my GFs and I were drinking, smoking, and playing pool (I was a
pool fanatic!!!). About 7:30, a cold spell blew through… it dropped to 28º and
began sleeting! At midnight, they closed the bar, and the four of us played
pool until about 1:30 AM. Then came time to go home. I told Bobby, “I don’t
have any way to get home, what can I do?” He said, “Ride the bike with Richard;
Mary & I will follow you guys home!” I said, “OK”, bundled up, hopped on
the back of our hardtail sportster, which had no front brakes and no shocks, and
rode home in the sleet! I figured if I could ride home in the sleet on that, I
could ride any bike, anywhere, any time! From then on, I rode every Harley we
had, and in fact, for 1.5 years, he took me to/from work every day, and back and
forth everywhere we went, including bar-hopping with our biker buddies, because
we had no running vehicles except the bike! Here’s the sportster I learned to
ride on, parked in one of our favorite biker bars from back
then:
http://his-forever.com/harley_11.jpg
So I’ve no doubt that I
will hop right on a horse and ride like the wind on the Other Side, and love
every minute of it!
Love from your sister in
Yahshua!
Peggy
www.his-forever.com
