~Isaiah 55:9 (MSG)
Do not copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect. ~Romans 12:2 (NLT)
How you think about God determines your approach to everything in 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 the president. I recognized his picture when I saw it, but I didn’t really know him.
But later on, when I recognized God, 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 to me we change places, but life has not been the same since. Life with God, that is. God makes life exciting! When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable. It was the shortest distance between two points. But when God took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains and through rocky places at high 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 about my boring life and entered into the 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, 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 people we met. And I found that in giving, I received, and still, my 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, 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, God.
And when I’m sure I just can’t do anymore, He just smiles and says…..
Keep on Pedaling...