A motley crew

Three motorcycles headed down the freeway towards San Diego:  a Harley Softtail Deluxe 1584, a Suzuki GSXR 1000, and a Harley Iron 883 Sportster.  An atypical motorcycle "gang".  Each bike has its own unique resonance:  the Deluxe with its deep guttural piston fire, the GSXR with its high pitched volumnous revving, and the Iron with its shorty dual exhaust decibels.  Each rider has their own style of riding: Abe on his Deluxe tends to keep a steady pace, which is - fast; Sammy on his GSXR has spurts of acceleration and potential wheelies, and Rowe on her Iron with a calm reverie, with hints of velocity, mainly to keep up. 

Collectively the bikes ride as one unit: they reverberate, traffic heeds their presence, the riders feel safe.  Contrast the lone motorcycle: he can't be heard, he can't be seen...a rather risky state for a rider.

aHbe Racer's backbone is its community.  Within our church, Sandals, we live life together.  Our group is a motley crew, our "bikes" assorted, we "ride" uniquely, each "engine" has a distinct sound.  But we travel on the same journey, led by Him.  The probability of a "collision" are lowered in His group.  Instead, His light is seen, His love is heard.  We seek His lost and lonely "riders" as the wheels are spinning...