As Debbie has sometimes says, “Let the adventure begin!”. I got a call Saturday evening from a Bill. Bill is one of our long time chapter members, and he had just purchased a Victory Vegas 8-Ball from a fellow in Florida. So, naturally Bill decided to fly out and ride it home. Wow, was that a questionable decision. You see, as most of you know, the weather between Austin and Florida has been terrible the past week, and more was predicted for this weekend. But, Bill is tough, so off he goes late last week to buy the bike and drive back. Well, to make along story a little shorter, Bill has a minor difficulty in Lafayette Louisiana with a turn into a driveway that happened to have a 4 inch drop off he didn’t see before hitting it. As you can imagine, He fell over at essentially zero MPH. The bike is fine It has some really nice “crash” bars. Bill on the other hand isn’t so fine. He has some serious pain in his right shoulder. Well, Bill is tough right? So, he drives the bike to a hotel for the night and gives me a call. He tells me what happened, and we pray for healing for whatever happened to his shoulder and he goes to bed for the night hoping he will be all better in the morning. Unfortunately God didn’t decide to heal bill that night so in the morning, still in major pain he drives the the bike to the emergency room. They tell him he has a broken collar bone and he is going to need surgery to fix it. At this point is is clear he is definitely not riding, so as I was about to head out for Church Sunday morning I get another call. Long story slightly shorter, Kinny (another chapter member who enjoys long road trips) and I head out around 2 pm in his huge Dodge truck pulling a 16 foot trailer that is setup for bike hauling. Can you say 11 MPG? About 6 1/2 hours later (Kinny used to drive BIG truck, and he drove the whole trip) we arrive at Bill’s plush hotel room (otherwise known as the emergency room), and of course it is raining. So, we find the hospital main entrance (away from the emergency room, in case there are any actual emergencies), and I ride Bill’s bike in the rain with no riding gear about a block around to the main entrance. I’m sure Bill could have ridden it, but hey, he does have a broken collar bone. We load his bike up without any difficulty, and head back. After we drove through Houston we found a Denny’s to stop in for an early breakfast (it’s now midnight). I haven’t been to a Denny’s in ages, but their Pecan Pancakes are still great, especially “smothered” in Maple syrup (sorry Debbie). Back on the road again around 1:30 am, with clear weather and dry roads we finally arrive in Austin around 4:30 am to deliver Bill home, and I made it home and to bed just before 5:30 am. So here I sit, at noon, posting stuff on the inter-web. Ok, “Let the adventure end” 🙂
There is going to be a benefit for the families of those affected by the May 17th Waco incident. It will happen at Hanovers in Pflugerville next Sunday May 31st. There will be food, music, and raffle Items and a Dunking Booth. I believe there will also be t-shirts for sale to benefit the cause. Please attend and donate if you can.
(This month Debbie volunteered to write the Chaplains Moment)
Think before you speak. Look before you leap. Consider the cost. These are all statements that indicate a consequence is waiting to happen, whether good or bad.
Those expressions caution us when acting out of impulse or without much forethought. Of course God sometimes directs us to be impulsive, like when we see a stranger hurting and we reach out to comfort them with a hug or prayer. The consequence can be peace and encouragement. But it also can be “mind your own business!”.
But more often than not, it is my own impulsiveness, “living in the moment” with my “own” opinions or advice that lead to consequences that aren’t what I had intended.
Sometimes I choose a bad consequence because the activity at hand is so appealing. I really want to eat that whole pint of ice cream. Or I walk through that tall grassy, probably chigger infested field of flowers to take pictures. And sure enough, I reap the consequence I knew was coming.
Those might be selfish examples, but you can also choose a bad consequence for a good reason. Have you ever taken the keys from your friend because you are more concerned for their safety than for the verbal abuse you will receive for trying to protect them. Or maybe you have stood up for what you know is right and found yourself standing alone, but stood up anyway?
Consequences. Some are unintended because of foolishness or ignorance and some we deliberately accept. Some we experience just because of the bad choices other people make. We can give excuses or cry “unfair” or we can accept them as part of our Life Story. It is all part of the process that God uses to teach and mature us.
Romans 8:28 says; “And we know that God causes everything [even the painful stuff] to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.”
We may not see the good as soon as we’d like, but it is His promise. And that is a consequence we can look forward to.
After the events of earlier in the day, we stopped in at the Escondidos Party at Hanovers in Pflugerville. It was good to see everyone, and the bands were pretty good, though our ears had to take a break out back for a while. If you are old like me, you know what I mean. Anyway, I got a few shots of the bands, and the live auction. Everyone was happy to be there.