Momma Springer has what I thought to be an odd quirk. Momma Springer, one of the current CVO models, is the Harley that I have the privilege of riding. Her name comes from the fact that her tank is big, her engine even bigger. Also, the rear tire; it is more than big. It is seriously fat! The only name that seemed to fit was Momma – said with the highest respect that a southern kid gives someone who is far more in control that s/he is.
Momma’s quirk always shows up on a hot day after a long ride. In these moments, everything is hot! The air is like a dry oven. The engine is crackling as the heat works its way out. In this situation, if one starts the engine within a few minutes of turning it off, likely or not there is an incredibly loud explosion as the engine pre-fires up the intake manifold and out the air cleaner. One is never prepared. It always startles!
I thought Momma had a potential problem. I took her in for her first service yesterday and explained the situation to Don, my service rep. Don noted it and then began to explain the nuances of all Harleys, especially those with Screamin’ Eagle engines (Momma’s type). As I listened, I could feel Don’s experience with Harleys coming though. He knew. He had history. He had stories. I was caught up in his lore. It was as if we were walking together, kick starting the old bikes, and flying when we got it wrong! I had no doubts. I was in the presence of truth.
It is amazing when one listens and embraces truth. “One woman, Lydia, was from Thyatira and a dealer in expensive textiles, known to be a God-fearing woman. As she listened with intensity to what was being said, the Master gave her a trusting heart—and she believed!” (Acts 16.14)
Today the Spirit will reveal the truth through at least one miracle in your life and mine. Embracing God’s truth is the beginning of belief.
