It was a joy to see the sign that read, “Welcome to New Mexico, the land of enchantment.” I took a picture of the sign and continued cycling toward Gallup, New Mexico, before entering New Mexico I stopped at a stop called ‘Indian City’ and ate some Fry Bread with strawberries. Once I arrived in Gallup, NM, I secured a motel room and did a few chores.

The next morning I cycled downtown. Gallup has been called the most patriotic small town in America, I agree. Earl A. Rhoads III, Sr. Trial Attorney, came out of the courthouse and welcomed me to Gallup. He shared some history of his city, then gave me his card and said to call him if I needed anything.

I continued on to Red Rock Park, I was told the Mayor would be there to welcome the motorcycle riders, who were cycling from Rancho Cucamonga, enroute to the Vietnam Wall in Washington DC. The Navajo Indian’s did ceremonial dancing. There were approximately 300 or more bikers crossing the country. I was embraced by many Navajo and Vet’s on bikes. The city of Gallup hosted the biker’s one day stay there.

While setting up camp, during the event, I talked with a gentlemen named, Dave Talley. Dave knew the Mayor and called him so we could meet; it did not happen that night . The next morning, however, before I broke camp Dave called,stating the Mayor apologized for last night. Dave came with truck and trailer that morning and picked up my bicycle (which was on a flat) and myself. I was taken to where the biker’s were preparing to depart. The mayor came over and welcomed me to the city. Since my bicycle was strapped on the rescue trailer and the biker’s were about to leave; I was told by Dave Talley, “We are enlisting you as part of the support team.
I traveled from Gallup on I-40 approximately 126 miles, which I will make up by continuing my trek beyond the border of Texas/Louisiana to 126 miles into Louisiana.

New Orleans is approximately 270 miles from the Texas/Louisiana border I will be in prayer about New Orleans. I will end for now.

Spirit Rider

I attended ‘The Potter’s House’ Christian Church in Winslow, AZ on 5-11-14. Services started at 10:30am. I arrived a few minutes early a brother in Christ allowed me to secure my bike in a room near the sanctuary. I enjoyed the message for Mother’s Day it was a blessing for everyone.

The Pastor was Native American, Pastor Derrick & Audrey Clauschee. I departed Winslow on Monday; proclaiming The Holy Spirit Is Here; I ministered that most of the day to people I met as I cycled and the places as I passed by. A gentleman who played the drums and sang at the Potter’s House was a blessing to me, Lawrence Butler.

I was blessed to have the opportunity to challenge a headwind for most of 40 miles. When I arrived at the only service station in the last 15 miles, after passing up the one before; I was truly tired. I met Two Native Americans (Justin & Dan) selling Navajo arts & crafts . Justin offered to let me tent on his property and use his shower, that was exceptional! I asked the manager of the service station if I could tent on the property. She granted me permission. Knowing there was no camping or lodging in the area, I had requested in prayer for my Heavenly Father to intercede miles before arriving.
I am talking to The Lord at least 12 hours of 24. All persons mentioned in this blog are Native Americans, that was a blessing for me. I am 32.7 miles from the Arizona/New Mexico border.

Blessings To All

Winslow (Navajo: Beesh Sunil) is a city in Navajo County, Arizona. (A little info for the intellectuals.) I was recalling the day as I was passing through Bullhead City, Arizona, when I got a flat on the BOB trailer I am pulling behind the bicycle. I hadn’t thought about bringing spare tubes for flats on the BOB, so I had to seek a solution. As I was pondering a solution, one of three ladies inquired about my travels, and I began to share briefly about the trek I am on; it was a mother and her daughters.

Once they found out I was a pastor, one of the daughters asked me to pray for her sister. The sister shared about her physical challenges for many years, which had brought on a tiredness, hopelessness, and disappointment in God. I ministered God’s love for her, His faithfulness, and plans for her life. Then the four of us stood holding hands praying in front of a Safeway store. Afterwards, a light came into her eyes, a smile on her face, and hopefulness in her voice. She began to say over and over, “I will trust God; I can trust Him and worship Him however I feel. Hallelujah!”

I was asked afterward how they could help me, and I told them that I didn’t have a spare tube to repair the flat on my BOB trailer. The sister that asked me to pray took the trailer wheel to the bike shop that was near her home and brought it back repaired and brought two extra tubes! When I offered to pay, she refused and showed me the small thorn that had caused the flat, which was clearly the hand of God. When I returned the small thorn to her, she said she would keep it and share with her sister the faithfulness of God. As she was walking away to find her mother and sister, she turned and said, “I love you.”

I felt in my spirit Abba Father saying, “I love you my son!” I thought about the love of God for His children as I continued on the journey cycling across country.

Spirit Rider

There are struggles in life, I can attest to that. The roads and highways I have cycled, with the hills and mountains to climb, headwinds to battle and long distances to travel at times; before hot nourishing food is available, has allowed me to see the similarities in life itself, Yet God says in His word “My yoke is easy and my burdens are light…”

I am living life to it’s fullest on this trek, and I know apart from Jesus I can do nothing, without him my life would be a disaster. Thank God, He will never leave me or forsake me. Knowing this helps me with the struggles in my life and on any long cycling trek,like this one. The Holy Spirit Is Here

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I departed the Highlands Christian Fellowship on 4/26/2014 after a warm and caring send off by family, spirit riders, Alpha group, Blocks cycling club, and Valley Press News representatives. I was in Silver Lake the first night at hotel my wife arranged.

The next morning I met Eric, walking on Route 66 in the direction of Barstow, CA. He said that he was leaving Victory Outreach after a week sober. Eric stopped me to use my cell phone. We stood and I prayed for The Lord to be in control of his life. He was thanking God for sending me by. The Lord is good!!!
I worshipped at the New Life Fellowship, Four Square Church on Sunday. Pastor Joe Green, Evelyn, and I had lunch and good fellowship. I was blessed to share my testimony, proclaiming, The Holy Spirit Is Here. The Lord blessed us all. Thank God.

On Monday and Tuesday, I had rough road to cycle; Route 66 has been neglected in many areas, and strong head winds. One day I covered 46 mimes and the next day I struggled to 25 miles. Character was being built. That is the only way I chose to look at it. I prayed and thanked The Lord, and “counted it all joy when you go through various kinds of trials” (James 1.2) Last night I sleep under the stars, tonight I am in my tent at a truck stop off I-40.

The Lord is blessing me with the difficulties I have been facing, that’s why I am committed to; giving thanks in all things; for this is the will of God in Christ concerning you. ( 1 Thessalonians 5:18 ) The Lord has given me this scripture to meditate on, Exodus 23:20 ; “Behold, I send an Angel before thee in the way, and to bring thee into the place which I have prepared”.

Blessings to all in Christ.