The Journey
Author unknown

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 the president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I didn't really know Him.

But later on when I really knew Him, it seemed as though life was rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that God 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- life with God that is. He makes life exciting!

But when He took the lead, it was all I could do to hang on! He knew delightful paths, up mountains and through rocky places- and at breakneck speeds. Even though it looked like madness, He said, " Pedal!"

I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He smiled and didn't answer, and I started to learn trust.

I forgot my boring life and entered into adventure. 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 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 extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and our burden became light.

At first I did not trust Him in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it, but He knows bike secrets- knows how to make it lean to take sharp corners, dodge large rocks, and speed through scary passages.

And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places. I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful Constant Companion.

And when I'm sure I just can't do any more, He just smiles and says, "Pedal!"