Hello, My name is Nathan,

Ever since I got my first pit bike, I wanted to share my excitement with others that ride. It was at that moment that I realized, my dream can come true.

I can't tell you how it feels to be on a dirt bike with the wind at your face, kick'n up dirt, and the freedom to come and go. My dream is, that everyone can have the opportunity to experience the feeling of riding a dirt bike along with releasing their dreams.

My dad told me of a time when he was twelve years old and he would watch other kids ride what they called back then mini bikes. He told me of how he wanted to just take off with one of those things. He said he used to ride his schwinn bicycle wishing it was a mini bike. It wasn't until he was sixteen when he bought his first motorcycle. It was a gold 1976 Kawasaki KE175. He bought it to go to work and back when his car wasn't running. He said he liked riding it until he hit the trails with it. He told me it was a totally different world on the trails. He couldn't wait for the weekend to come. He would gas up his bike and ride all weekend. Sometime's he would take a small tent and pitch it in a open field and spend the night. He told me that if he didn't have to work for a living, he'd still be out there riding. He now rides a 1992 Kawasaki KX250.

It was just before my thirteenth birthday when it happened for me. I had no idea what was in store for me. I was downstairs playing my play station when I heard my sister say "Nathan you need to come outside and see this." You know how sisters are, always trying to trick you into something. Then I hear her again "Nate!" "you need to come outside and see this!" So I said "See what!" she said "you wouldn't believe it so you have to see it for your self" I said fine I'm coming. I went outside and there's my dad looking at me with one of those looks like he has something to tell me that I did wrong. He said "come over here" He was standing behind the van. I went over to him. He looked, then he smiled and opened the back doors. There it was, a new red shinny 125 Ricardo pit bike and helmet. I couldn't wait to get on it. I don't think I heard a word he said after that. He was trying to tell me safety tips and how to ride. However all I could think about was LET ME RIDE!

You see my dad was invited to preach at a church in Michigan. We stayed at the Pastors farm. On the Pastor's farm he had a dirt bike. I got to ride it. This is why my dad had to give me some pointers. You see I was riding a Honda 50, when the kids on the farm started to chase me. It was the first time on this bike and I was trying to miss one of the kids that jumped in front of me, and WHAM! right into the door of my dads Cadillac. I never felt so bad in my whole life. I know I was going to have to tell my dad. All I could think of on my way to see my dad was, I will never be able to ride again. I told my dad what happened. He asked if I was OK. Then he asked what happen. Then he looked at the car door and said, be more careful. I have come to realize, he didn't kill my dream. A lot of times stuff happens and we quit. We quit because someone calls us dumb or stupid when we have an accident. We have all had accidents, it's from accidents that we learn to be better at achieving our dream or goal. Don't let someone or something destroy the dream you were born to live. How many times do you think it took Thomas Edison to make a light bulb? How many did he break? He didn't give up, he pushed forward. This has been a dream of mine, to help others find their purpose in life. This is a new branch to my dads ministry. It is new and we are going to see how it takes off. So far we have had a lot of interest in what we are doing. My dad has been a Reverend for about three years now and is giving me all support in this. He is the guy repairing the bikes and driving me and others all over to ride and have fun.

My dad has been looking for more bikes because more people want to go. Some of the father's and mother's of the youth want to go to. So we need more bikes. If anyone out there has a bike to give toward what we are doing please call my dad at 940.594.7078 or me at 940.594.7055

Thanks

Nathan
 

Has your dream been squashed? Do you feel as if someone or something has killed your dream? Come join us as we ride toward our dreams. We teach on principles of life that will help release the dream that was put inside us long before we were born. Unleashing opportunities that we thought were out of our reach. We must look to what we are going to, not to what we are going through. 

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Blessings to you and your family.

Rev. Robert Valentin