Consecrated Grip

Source inspiration: Joshua 3:5 [NIV]: ⁵Joshua told the people, “Consecrate yourselves, for tomorrow the LORD will do amazing things among you.”

Saints and soul riders!

Christmas tidings;

Blessings of future ridings.

Although we are mere,

We are His rank and file.

Singletrack and single file;

Mile for mile, we smile;

Near and a far;

We ride just as we are,

Incomplete;

Under one Kingdom and all

Mountain domains,

Aspiring to be complete.

The canyon eaglet;

Dreams of singletrack velvet;

In open space,

His Word unravels and reigns.

Let the ride be full symphonic.

Ride onward, whistle and shout:

Now, Blackstar! Now, Joplin! Now, Mustard, and Bovinian!
On, Cholla! On, Trabuco! On, Nobel and Telonics!

Let there be peace, glory and joy in every moment;

Let every ride be a legacy.

Let clay, rock, and sand

Sanctify our humility.

December,

‘Tis the season to remember,

Holiday grips,

Finger wrapped;

Shock absorbing;

Hand conforming;

Let your daily ride

Be ever transforming.

In our Father’s house;

A strong, firm grip,

Steers us to Kingdom peace;

By His grace, goodness, and strength;

Neverchanging;

Always engaging.

Get your grip,

Lock on; no slip.

Ride seasoned,

Like salt;

Gravity defying;

Satisfying; edifying;

Not mystifying.

Riders and Saints!

Consecrate yourselves,

For this New Year,

The Lord will do amazing things among you.

Let’s ride!

Be blessed and kept.