As I write this, it’s about 7:30 am. I’m up, dressed, and ready for one of my favorite things—a bike ride. Now when I say “bike” I’m not talking about some wimpy, peddle-pushing, complete with a basket-on-the-handlebars model.

Oh no.

I’m talking about my black, fuel-injected, 1360 cc, Harley Davidson Road King. You may have heard about the Terminator. They call me the Sermonator! This is that moment when I wish I could make one of those manly grunts like Tim Taylor used to do on Tool Time.

Yeah, yeah. I’ve heard all the jokes about bikers: What’s the difference between a Hoover and a Harley? The location of the dirt bag. Or how about this one: A motorcycle is a vehicle with two wheels and a nut on top. I’m not trying to convert you into a biker. This is simply an illustration to help me make a much bigger, more profound point.

In fact, I do like my motorcycle, but what makes it special is what it has done for my relationship with the kids. I talk a little about my kids in the No Debt No Sweat! Christian Money Management Seminar. All of our children have enjoyed riding with me on the bike. But the one who has really made these freewheeling miles most special is our youngest daughter, Mary Grace. In about forty-eight hours Mary leaves to go back to college.

This will be the beginning of her junior year at a university that is ten hours away from Mom and Dad! I’m bummed. But Mary won’t know it this morning because in just a little while we’re due to mount the old iron horse and go cruising. Mary has never lived a day of her life that wasn’t overflowing with activity. She has more fun, friends, and things to do than any kid I know. She’ll probably squeal in my ears as we ride—and serenade me with Beach Boy songs.

But there is another reason why Mary and I are going for this ride that she probably doesn’t even realize. I’m hoping it will offer a teachable (and reachable) moment. Now, before I go further, let me explain why I put an emphasis on the word “reachable.” There have been far too many times during my decades of fatherhood when I’ve been gung-ho about teaching an important principle, but I was stupid on how I went about it. I have a knack for picking the worst times to try to communicate important stuff to the kids.

Mary (bless her heart) has never been shy about pointing out this deficiency in my skill set. So hopefully, today I will find that sweet spot—a reachable moment that, in turn, can become a teachable moment. Maybe when we stop for a snack or to find shelter to let a rain shower pass, I’ll be able to ask her about her walk with Jesus. Or maybe we’ll discuss some of her spiritual questions. Possibly, God’s Spirit will prompt me to share a nugget that will help her through a tough time that may arise in the next semester.

Ever since we had children Bonnie and I have looked for teachable moments. We did the formal stuff of course. When the children were smaller we had regular family devotionals and Bible studies. And since Bonnie home-schooled all four, she was able to weave biblical teaching into many of their classes.

For me, it’s been a bit of a challenge to find the perfect approach for each of these four strikingly different personalities. It’s taken some real imagination. Joshua was always ready to talk about any spiritual topic. By the time he was about seven we would get up early some mornings and read the Bible, discuss what we were thinking, and have a cup of juice or coffee. For Emilee, some of our best conversations happened when some other life event had caused her to come home elated or defeated. Megan still teases me about how I would simply “pop up” at her college dorm or wherever she was on campus for a surprise visit, a cup of coffee, and some conversation.