I heard Father say this morning…full throttle. Wasn’t sure what He meant by that. I asked several times to no avail.
It reminded me of a vision I saw recently of me on a motorcycle. In front of me was a white car. Seemed like a sports car or a racing car. It was FAST. Almost as soon as I saw it, it took off and disappeared from view. It felt like lightning speed. Like a rocket, maybe. Had no idea what it meant.
Later in the morning, the girls and I were lounging in the backyard together while the grands played in the water. We all asked together what the full throttle meant. Again…nothing.
Throughout the morning, I asked Father to show me and/or tell me what it meant. If I needed to do something…tell me so I could get it done.
Mr. Mitchell Man
Mitchell had a dentist appointment this morning, then made a trip to Barnes and Noble. He has a thing for books. 📚😂
We were all anticipating his arrival to see what he would do when he saw Donovan’s new motorcycle.
The reaction was priceless.
He saw it…turned around, went straight to his helmet, and said…I need the keys. 🔑😂
Donovan crawled out of bed to educate him on the bike before he left. (Donovan is currently working nights.)
He wasn’t a fan of the automatic shifting…but it was like fuel on a fire, fanning the flames of his desires for another bike. 🔥
When he returned, he said to Bobbi…you know I am getting a bike now.
We were all laughing at the situation we found ourselves in. We all knew Mitchell was going to have a new bike.
Before he was done eating lunch, he found the bike he had been dreaming of.
Bobbilicious
I heard Bobbi and Mitchell discussing the idea of driving to Illinois to look at his dream bike. Bobbi was saying Mavis needed to be put down to take a nap. So, I casually said…Mitchell…if you need someone to ride along…I am available. He and I have traveled much for other bike and vehicle sales and purchases.
A few minutes later, they were in motion. I asked them both…what is the plan?
Bobbi’s response to me was this. We are going to look at a bike and YOU are going with us. I told Mitchell he could get a bike, but he had to do inner healing with his mother on the way there. 😂
I am SO IN LOVE with that woman!!!
It reminds me of a story Mitchell told me after we had a winter storm in January. Little Miss Mavis Joy had busted their laptop screen during that time. Mitchell headed to Best Buy to the Geek Squad to inquire about repairs.
He told me…before he walked out the door, Bobbi said to him…come home with a new laptop or don’t come home. 😂😂😂
He did that sweet little thing he does. Mitchell sheepishly smiled that wonderful smile, put his head down, and said…”noted.”
Mr. Mitchell Man came home with a new laptop. 😍
Their relationship is beautiful beyond measure. Such a fun and funny couple. So chill in every way.
Mediator
I AM a mediator. Love doing that for people. Bobbi was ok with Mitchell getting another bike…but she needed the assurance he would ride it responsibly.
When he was younger, that wasn’t always the case. The three of us discussed the past, the present, and the future. Mitchell convinced us both that he had matured since the last time he rode.
It was super cool because Father reminded me of something He said to me years ago when Mitchell wanted a bike as a teen. I didn’t agree with it because of his immaturity. Father told me…it was a necessary part of his manhood. He needed the bike as part of Father’s plan to bring him into maturity as a man.
I shared that with Bobbi. Mitchell and I had that discussion years ago.
Africa Twin
Since the marriage counseling produced great and positive results, Mr. Mitchell Man is the proud owner of a brand spanking new Africa Twin. A bike that both he and Donovan have been drooling over for years now.
When Donovan got out of bed this evening, I told him…Mitchell got a bike.
His first words were…I KNEW it. Is it an Africa Twin? 😂
They are back to being riding buddies again. ❤️
I love their love for one another. A dream come true for this Momma. For real. 💜
Full Throttle
I was telling Bobbilicious on the way back, the full throttle and me being in that vision on a motorcycle is uncanny. Like Twilight Zone stuff.
Isn’t that crazy? Funny? Wonderful?
I think so.
It makes me wonder now what the car in front of me, rocketing off at record speed, means.
On the drive back, Bobbi thought it was the white horse. I said…oh man…horsepower. Makes me wonder if I am getting ready to launch. Something is going to happen, and very quickly. Like lightning speed.
I kept seeing my Cinderella slipper this morning. Made me think it is time for Christ to appear.
I will see.
There ya go. Now ya know.
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