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When I first met committed my life to Jesus, it seemed as though life was like a bike ride.... but it was a tandem bike, And I noticed that Jesus 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! Sometimes it was all I could do to hang on. Even though it looked like madness, He'd say, "Keep peddling...!" I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me!?" He'd laugh and not answer... and that's when 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 always lean back and touch my hand. He took me to people with gifts that I needed. Gifts of healing...acceptance... and joy..... He'd say, "Give the gifts away; They're extra baggage....too much weight." So I did - I gave them to the people we met, And I found that in giving I received, And still our burden was light. I didn't trust Him, at first, to be in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it. But He knows bike secrets, -how to make it bend to take sharp corners, -how to jump to clear high rocks, - and how to fly - to shorten scary passages. And I started learning to be still even when we would pedal in the strangest places. Now 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 anymore, He just smiles and says ' keep peddling....!'
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