I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve read this story. I’ve read it so many times that the page is fading… Unfortunately, the author is unknown. I’ve decided to share it here before it’s completely lost… I hope it touches you the same way it did to me.


When I met Jesus, life became like a bike ride It was a tandem bike; I rode in the front and steered, and Jesus was in the rear seat, helping to pedal.
I don’t remember just when it happened, but Jesus suggested we change places. Life hasn’t been the same since. Jesus makes the ride so exciting!

When I had control, I knew the way. It was safe and predictable but rather boring – always the shortest distance between two points. But when Jesus got in the driver’s seat, He knew delightful ‘long cuts’ up mountain roads and down again at break speeds. It was all I could do to hold on!

I didn’t want to question His judgment, but once I couldn’t help myself. “Don’t You think we should slow down just a little bit? I’m scared.” He turned, smiled, touched my hand and said, “It’s okay. Pedal.”

Sometimes I got worried, anxiously I asked, “Where are you taking me?”
“It’s a surprise,” He would say with a laugh. Gradually, I learned to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered the adventure.

He took me to meet people with gifts that I needed – gifts of love, healing, acceptance, joy. They gave me gifts to take on my journey – our journey, my Lord’s and mine – and we were off again. He would say, “Give the gifts away..” So I would. But the strangest thing happened. I found that the more I gave away, the more I had for myself and to give to other people we met along the way.

At first I didn’t trust Jesus to be in control of my life. I thought He would wreck it. But He knows the bike’s capabilities, limits and all sorts of tricks. He knows how to take sharp corners at high speeds, make the bike ‘jump’ to clear rocks, in our way and He can even make it fly when the road disappears beneath us.

I’m learning not to worry or want to get back in control but just to relax and enjoy the view, the cool breeze on my face and the delightful company of my constant companion.

I still get tired sometimes because it is a long, hard ride but Jesus just smiles and says, “Pedal.”

4 Thoughts to “The Bike Ride”

  1. Reblogged this on 'two roads diverged…' and commented:
    A constant companion..

  2. Hudson

    The Lord is my shepherd… I shall not want… He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his name sake. Even though I walk through the valley for the shadow of death, I fear no evil… He prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies. He anoints my head with oil and my cup overflows. I will walk with him and let him guide my way…for he will be a light onto my feet

    1. Thank you Hudson!
      Psalm 23 🙂

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