--Submitted by Sandra Clement--
At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge... Keeping track of the things I did
wrong. so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out
there sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really
didn't know him.
But later on, when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride,
but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.
I don't know just when it was that He suggested we change places, but life has not been
the same since.
When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable....It was
the shortest distance between two points.
But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts....Up mountains and through rocky
places...at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on! Even though it
looked like madness, He said, "Pedal"!
I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?"
He laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust.
I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure. And when I'd say, "I'm
scared", He'd lean back and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy.
They gave me gifts to take on my journey.
And, as soon as we'd depart from the people we'd meet along the way, He would say,
"Give the gifts away, they're extra baggage, too much weight". So, I
did...I"d give them to the others we'd meet along the way. And found that
in giving I received....and, still our burden was light.
I did not trust Him at first....in control of my life, I thought He'd wreck it. But
He knows bike secrets....Knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners....Knows how to
jump to clear high rocks....Know how to fly to shorten scary passages.
And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places. And I'm
beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful companion,
Jesus Christ
And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says... "Pedal".
(author unknown)
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