TAt first I saw God as an observer and my Judge,
Keeping track of the things I did right and wrong,
So as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die.
But later on when I met Christ, life became rather like a great
bike ride. But it was a tandem bike.
When I invited Christ into my life He humbly took the
back seat and helped me peddle when I asked for help.
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 didn’t really know where I was going.
Life was predictable and about arriving to the next destination.
But when He took the lead, I learned He knew a lot more about
life and bikes and adventure than I did.
He new beautiful long cuts, up mountains, through rocky places at
breath-taking speeds. He went slower at times when I wanted to go fast,
and faster than I could imagine when I thought we should go slow.
Sometimes when I got anxious, I would yell out: “Where are you
taking me?” He would glance back over his shoulder and say with a
smile, “ Keep Pedaling . . . and trust me.”
So I had to learn to trust. And as I did, I grew to love the ride. I
forgot my old life & entered into the adventure He had planned.
He took me to people with gifts I needed, gifts of healing and joy.
At some point He told me to start giving the gifts away to people we
met. And When I did, I found that in giving I received, my joy
increased and my burdens became lighter.
I did not trust Christ at first to take control of my life. I thought He
would wreck it.
But slowly I realized, with Him in front, this ride of Life was better than any
I could ever have asked for or imagined.
Somewhere along the road of life, I found myself more and more just
tapping Him on the shoulder and saying, “Thank you.”
About the ResBlog
Members of staff and Vestry will be posting on the ResBlog to help us think through who we are in light of the gospel so that we might “spur one another on to love and good deeds.”