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Hey Friends!
Years ago I came across an allegory called, “A Bike Ride with God“. I loved it! Over the years I’ve thought of it many times (especially when I’m tempted to “take control” in my life).
When John and I were at our couple’s small group tonight, we were talking about “bike ride with God” again. In case you haven’t heard it before, I’d like to share it with YOU! Enjoy! 🙂
A Tandem Ride With God
I used to think of 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 didn’t really know Him.
But later on, when I met Jesus, it seemed as though life was rather like a bike, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Jesus was in the back helping me pedal.
I didn’t know just when it was He suggested we change, but life has not been the same since I took the back seat to Jesus, my Lord. He makes life exciting!
When I had control, I thought 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 and at break-through speeds; it was all I could do to hang on!
Even though it often looked like madness, He said, “Pedal!”
I was worried and 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 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 their gifts to take on my journey, our 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 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, jump to clear high rocks, 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.
And when I’m sure I just can’t do any more, He just smiles and says… “Pedal.”
Can you identify with “A Bike Ride with God”. I’d love to hear your thoughts!
Thanks for stopping by *She Sparkles*! Sweet blessings to you!!
Cindy–thank-you for submitting this wonderful short story. I had heard a similar story read in a church service in Mesa, Arizona 25 years ago.
What a beautiful picture of our relationship with our Lord.
Although my life has had its share of ups and downs, my life has been extraordinary. Our Lord is so full of adventure and faithfulness–even if I am at times not so faithful.
If anyone desires to hear more about my tandom bike ride with my Lord, feel free to send me an email and we can correspond. There have been miracles and many times He has showed Himself
so faithful.
Hello Cindy,
I just wanted to share with you something beautiful. Your poem was read today by someone, at the end of my morning AA meeting. The topic was all about how we “came to believe.” The lovely fellow who read it (a sweetheart, a rather shy, unassuming nature)…and his transformed life is evidence of what happens to our lives when we surrender to the Spirit, and let the Lord lead us. As he read it, I had tears streaming down my face. It was so inspiring. Your lovely poem captures my spiritual experience for sure: the faithfulness of God has always been true. Whether or not I chose to believe….even during all my stubbornness or willfulness…He was there. How much easier it was when I ceased fighting and just surrendered.
Time and time again, when I choose to turn my face toward Him, no matter what I am going through, I receive a peace that surpasses anything I could ever create from my own thoughts. So grateful for your poem. Blessings to you, friend.