If you want to captivate my attention the subject of "motorcycling" will always make me indefinitely linger. My interest goes far beyond the casual ride and deep into the physics and geometry of riding well and riding to the edge of my limits.
Rollie Free was such a rider as well . . . and more so than I will ever be.
On the morning of September 13, 1948 Rollie Free carved out a new American Motorcycle Speed Record on the parched Bonneville Salt Flats of Utah. Free pushed a Vincent Black Shadow that had been stripped of 100 pounds of needless panels, parts, and body work to a record 150.313 mph. Unsatisfied with an initial run of 147 mph Rollie shed his protective gear and leathers and made the record setting run nearly naked wearing only a Speedo bathing suit, shower cap, and a pair of borrowed sneakers. In an expression of his desire to secure a coveted record Free made his final run lying across the spine of the bike to achieve better aerodynamics and squeeze every bit of mechanical life out of the Vincent.
The now most famous photo in motorcycling history makes me pause and wonder: "What are we willing to strip away in pursuit of becoming closer to Christ . . . closer to God?"
What is it that that individually and collectively holds us back at times?
Why does my heart seemingly stall out, run dry, and cause me to drift along?
Am I waiting on God . . . or is He waiting for me?
Here are a few scriptural clues to the answer that I have come across.
"Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded." (James 4:8 ESV)
"Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." ~ Jesus (Matthew 7:7 ESV)
"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me." (Revelation 3:20 ESV)
The answer . . . the solution . . . becomes our actions driven by our affection. While it is true that God offers us eternal reconciliation it is up to us to direct our hearts, minds, and actions toward Him. Much like Rollie Free's irrepressible drive to make speed, our passion for a closer union with God may rest in our response and responsibility to strip away the things of the world that slow us down. We may be called to perform acts of faith that call us to shed the comfort of our "protective leathers" and to trust God's hand on the throttle to drive us further in and closer to His heart. I'm finding it clear that passionate Christianity requires us to get off our spectator porches of life . . . to act upon our passion . . . and that God will respond in kind.
If our true passion is to commune closer with our creator then ultimately we will have become one of those "crazy Christians" that seemingly "ride naked" through life, oblivious to threatening and enticing worldly desires, and blaze bright trails home.


