Stand Up For Unbridled Freedom

Unbridled Moments: Don’t Be Afraid To Gamble

Sitting in a bar in Red Lodge, Montana, a man and woman walk up to us and say, “Hey, it’s the Dancer’s.”

We have no idea who they are, but it’s obvious they know us.

They sit down and recall the story of how we met.

I love when God tosses moments like this our direction.

Three-plus years ago, we had just signed the papers for our house and had nowhere to live.

Or son Jake said, “You guys should just travel around Montana for a month while you wait.”

So, we packed up what we needed and ran our podcast and the rest of our business from our car.

In a place called “Glendive”, we were sitting outside a restaurant on a sunny evening and started chatting with the couple mentioned above.

I must have given them a business card because they looked me up and started following our adventures and my thoughts.

They live in Sydney, Montana.

You can’t get any farther east than Sydney.

They told us they had just met some people from Bozeman and were going to dinner with them.

Who does that?

You just meet random people and spend the evening in their company?

That is an unbridled moment given to us by God.

An opportunity for relationships outside our comfort zone.

You can take them or leave them, but be careful because your decision will either change you or leave you as you were.

On the way to Red Lodge, we stopped outside a tiny town called Roscoe.

We took our bikes off the car and rode 24 miles up and back to a private lake hidden in the canyons of the Custer National Forest.

A few miles into the ride, a bear and two cubs scurry across the road.

It was a spectacular ride, as you can see from the pictures.

At the end are a handful of homes on a private piece of land, owned by people under an agreement that goes back to 1894.

It feels like the end of the road, because it is.

We had lunch and thought about what an amazing country we live in.

Yes, we have our problems, but we finally have an administration willing to create unbridled moments to bring back what was.

We can live our lives trying to control our circumstances, or we can risk it all for something better.

On this 4th of July, I’m thinking about how risk-averse Americans have become over the past few decades.

We’ve come to expect rather than experience.

We think we deserve it when, in fact, nothing comes to us without hard work and a willingness to roll the dice.

Perhaps it’s time we stop looking to a system, government, or entity to make our lives better and instead recreate a country where the freedom to better our lives and the lives of our neighbors is found in those unbridled moments.

God Bless America.