PEDAL

A poem I heard in church yesterday. Don't know who wrote it but it's definitely worth sharing.

PEDAL

“At first I saw God as my observer, my judge.Keeping track of the things I did wrong so as to knowwhether I merited heaven or hell when I die.He was out there, sort of like the President. I recognized His picture when I saw it but didn’t know Him.Later, when I came to know the Lord it seemed as thoughlife was rather like a bike ride.It was a tandem bike (2 person) and I noticed thatGod was in back helping me pedal.I don’t know just when it was that he suggested we change placesbut life has never been the same since.Life with the Lord, that is.God makes life exciting! When I had control, I knew the way.It was rather boring but very predictable.It was the shortest distance between two points.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 was worried and was anxious and asked,“Where are you taking me?”He smiled and didn’t answer.I started to learn trust.I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure.When I would say, “I’m scared” He leaned back and touched my hand.He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance and joy.They gave me their gifts to take on my journey…our journey…God’s and mine, and we were off again.He said, “Give the gifts away, they’re too much weight.”So I did, to the people we met.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.He knows how to make it bend, to take sharp corners,how to jump to clear high rocks and how to fly to shorten scary passages.I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest placesand am beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my facewith my delightful, constant companion, the Lord.When I’m sure I just can’t do it anymore He just smiles and says,“Pedal.”