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Just
Pedal
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 God,
it
seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride,
but
it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that God was at the back, helping
me pedal.
I
don't know when it was that he suggested
that
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 we were off again.
He said, 'Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight.'
So I did, to the people we met, and I 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, knows 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 God as my
delightful
constant companion.
And
when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says,
"Pedal!"
Author Unknown
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