The Road of 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 a president,
I recognized his picture when I saw it,
but really did not know Him.

But later on
when I met Christ,
it seemed as if life were 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 ever 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.
They gave me gifts to take on my journey,
my Lord’s and mine.

And we were off again,
He said, “ Give the gifts away;
they are 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.

I did not trust Him,
at first,
in control of my life.
I’d thought he would 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 am 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 can’t just do anymore,
He just smiles and says,“Pedal.”


-Author Unknown


Dear Parents,

I hope you read the poem above. I found it this weekend. From the home to the school, I sure hope we are encouraging our students, our kids to pedal with Christ as our companion.

Mr. Dykstra