“Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.” — Napoleon Hill



I used to think of 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 I didn’t really know Him.

But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike, 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 He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since I took the back seat to

Jesus, My Lord. Christ makes life exciting. When I had control, I thought I knew the way, but 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 and at breakneck speeds; it was all I could do to hang on; Even though it often looked like

madness, He said “Pedal!” I was worried and 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

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

their gifts to take on my journey, our 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.

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, jump to clear high rocks, 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.

And when I’m sure I just can’t do any more, He just smiles and says …”Pedal.”

— Author Unknown