The Road Of Life

"The Road of Life" Author Unknown

At first, I saw Jesus Christ 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 really

didn’t know Him.

But later on when I really met Jesus, it seemed as though life

were rather 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 Jesus took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up

mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck 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 my boring life and entered into the adventure, and when

I’d say, “I’m scared,” He’d lean back and touch my hand. I gained

love, peace, acceptance and joy—gifts to take on my 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 that in giving I

received, and still our burden was light.

At first, I did not trust Jesus 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, knows how to jump to clear high

rocks, knows how to 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 Christ.

And when I’m sure I just can’t do it anymore, He just smiles

and says… “Pedal.”