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The Road Of Life

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 was 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. I gained love, peace,

acceptance and joy- gifts to take on

my journey, my Lord's and mine. 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 my delightful constant companion,

Jesus Christ. And when

I'm sure I just can't do it anymore, He

just smiles and says ... "Pedal."