Okay, I think I’ve finally figured out the difference between biker babes and biker chicks. Of course, this is my own opinion, so it may be wrong. Just some observations I’ve made over the last few days…

There are at least two kinds of females who are involved in the biker community.

The first group is biker babes- these are the beautiful young women who generally wear about a size 2 or 4, and usually have long gorgeous hair and beautifully manicured nails. You usually see them at bike rallies or bike shows, dressed in bikinis or very brief outfits and very high heels.  Some guys like to refer to them as eye-candy, but don’t make the mistake of thinking they’re dumb.  They make good money because they  have learned to use their beauty to help sell expensive motorcycles and accessories; most of them have also learned how to make a grown man look pretty silly too.  Pick up any bike-related or car-related magazine, and you’ll see some of the biker babes. I’ve met a few, and they have been very sweet, nice young women.

The second group is biker chicks- I fall into this group. We may or may not be carrying a few extra pounds; we may or may not have a little gray in our hair. Some, like me, ride their own bike; others ride behind their man on his, helping navigate and being good company.  We may work on our own bikes, or we may just be there to hand over a tool when necessary.  Some of us know how to hook the trailer up to the truck;  some can even load the bike and tie it down.

I’ve learned that babe or chick, we all belong to the biker community, which is a great group of people.  We’re as fiercely loyal to one another as any family, because that’s what we truly are.

Over the last few weeks and months, my husband and I have struggled to find the path God is wanting us to take. We’ve been going through a rough time with some situations – we both knew what we wanted to do, but we wanted to make sure it was what God wanted us to do.

Things seem to have opened up somewhat. Now we see a path ahead of us that seems to be the right one, but I know from experience that sometimes what looks right can still be wrong.  A part of me wants to relax and go for it, but now it’s more important than ever that I dig deeper in the Bible so I’m seeing what God wants me to see.

Lyrics from the Crabb Family song, “Through the Fire”:

He never promised that the cross would not get heavy
And the hill would not be hard to climb
He never offered our victories without fighting
But He said help would always come in time
Just remember when your standing in the valley of decision
And the adversary says give in
Just hold on, our Lord will show up
And He will take you through the fire again.