2018 Hoka Hey Recap

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Hoka Hey, 2018

For me, riding the Hoka Hey, was a measure of my  obedience to God.  When Holy Spirit spoke to me about the Hoka Hey I didn’t have a motorcycle license or a motorcycle.  My wife and I began believing God for provision.  In just a year God provided a bike.  

As I begin riding and preparing for the 2018 Hoka Hey I had no idea what was in store.  I talked with Gary Burd and others who had done the ride.  However, nothing they shared began to prepare me for the mental battles I would face.

20 hours per day on a motorcycle for 14 days. Riding through all types of weather and terrain.  Getting so sick an emergency room visit was required.  Then getting back on the bike and continuing the ride.  Being so tired all I wanted to do was quit.  Riding through the desert with it so hot I thought I would suffocate.  Sleeping on the ground in places most deemed unsafe. Hitting a skunk at 11pm and riding all night because of the smell. Eating gas station food.  It was the worst best experience of my life.

The worst, I just described.  The best, my daughter and four grandkids meeting me in San Marcos, Texas with cold water, Dr. Pepper, Snickers and lots of hugs.  Encountering a 14 year old boy whose dad had just died and leading him to the Lord.  Talking with an 80 year old Blackfoot women who wanted to see revival in her tribe.  Praying with David, a Jew, who desperately needed to see the love of Jesus for himself and his nation.  Helping Julie, an abused mom with two small children, out of money and hope. Giving her money, food, gas and most of all, the Bread of Life, as she accepted Jesus as Savior.  God reminding me of my heritage and breaking my heart for Native Americans.

The Hoka Hey will always be a part of who I am and the man of God I am becoming.  Every day I pray for Native America.  Every day I ask the Lord to use me to reach Native Americans for His Kingdom.  

The Hoka Hey was a defining experience for me.  Holy Spirit forced me to move beyond my boundaries and limitations to experience the love Jesus has for the forgotten and overlooked.  I have led 57 missions trips around the world, preached crusades, built churches, Bible Schools, orphanages, yet the Hoka Hey did more for me than all those combined.  It forced me to not just empathize with the hurting but become the hurting.  Not just empathize with the lonely but become the lonely.  Not just empathize with the broken and outcast but become broken and outcast.  It was an altering experience.  Altering my vision, purpose, direction for the remainder of my life.

Love,

 Pastor Steve Dow

Jessica Lopez