The Bike Ride

THE BIKE RIDE

At first, as I grew, 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 just "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 in life, when I recognized my Higher Power,
it began to seem 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'm unsure exactly when we traded places,
but life has a Higher Power and a plan all it's own.
God makes life exciting.

When I had control, I thought I knew the way.
It was rather boring, but predictable.
It was the shortest distance between two points.
But when God took the lead, I saw that God knew delightful
long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places and at
breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on.
Even though to me it seemed madness, God just said "pedal".
I was worried and anxious and so I asked, "Where are
You taking me?" God laughed and didn't answer.
And so I started to trust.

I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure.
When I cried out "I'm scared",
God would lean towards me and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of
healing, gifts of acceptance and joy.
They gave me their gifts to take on my journey;
our journey, God's and mine. And we were off again.

God said "Give the gifts away, they are extra baggage,
too much weight". So I followed direction and
did so to the people I met on the way.
And I found that in giving, I received, and still
our burden was light.

I did not trust God completely at first.
I thought that He would wreck it, if He was in
complete control of my life.
But God knew bike secrets, knew how to make it bend to
take sharp corners and turns, how to make it jump
to clear high obstacles filled with rocks,
how to make it fly to shorten scary passages.

And little by little I'm learning to shut up and pedal
in the strangest of places,
and I'm actually beginning to enjoy the view
and the cool breeze on my face,
with my delightful constant companion, my Higher Power.
And when I moan and complain and find all manner
of things hard to navigate,
when I'm sure that I can't handle it, that
I can't do anymore, God just smiles and says "Pedal"!

~ Anonymous ~

The Donkey Story or What is in my Clipboard?

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The Donkey

An old man, a boy & a donkey were going to town.  

The boy rode on the donkey & the old man walked.  

 As they went along they passed some people 

Who remarked it was a shame the old man 

Was walking and the boy was riding.

The man and boy thought maybe the critics were right,

So they changed positions.

 

Then, later, they passed some people who remarked, 

'What a shame, he makes that little boy walk.'

So they then decided they'd both walk!  

Soon they passed some more people who thought 

They were stupid to walk when they had a 

Decent donkey to ride.  

So, they both rode the donkey.

Now they passed some people 

Who shamed them by saying how awful to 

Put such a load on a poor donkey.

The boy and man figured they were probably right, 

So they decide to carry the donkey.   

As they crossed the bridge,

They lost their grip on the animal 

And he fell into the river and drowned.

 

  
The moral of the story?

If you try to please everyone, 

You might as well..  

Kiss your ass goodbye!

  

Have A Nice Day And
Be Careful With Your Donkey