When I first met Christ
It seemed as though life was rather like a bike ride,
But
it was a tandem bike,
And I noticed that Christ
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
He 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.
He took me to people
with gifts that I needed.
Gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy.
He said, "Give the gifts away;
They're extra
baggage, too much weight."
So I did, I gave them to the people we met,
And I found that
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,
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 anymore,
He just smiles and says...
" Pedal."
