Riding My Bike Without Any Hands
Last night as I was heading over to the VFW to drop Isaac off for scouts, I noticed a man riding his bicycle in the 95 degree heat. As he approached a straight away with no traffic, the man took his hands off the handlebars and sat up in this saddle.
When I was younger, I loved to ride my bike with no hands. There was something unbelievably freeing about taking my hands off the handlebars and basking in the breeze as my bike traveled down the road.
Today, it scares me to take my hands off the handlebars. I’m sure most of it is my lack of confidence in my own balance. My center of gravity and my sense of coordination has changed since I was a kid. Generally, I don’t want to give up control of the bicycle, and I certainly don’t want to risk a crash.
Carrie Underwood sings “Jesus Take The Wheel” as a reminder to let God be in the driver seat. Maybe that’s a message I need to hear, because quite frankly, I like to be in control of my life. I like to have my hands on the handlebars of my life trusting that I can guide my path.
The reality is God knows best and is a far better driver than me.
How would my life look different if I gave God the steering wheel? I’m guessing my direction would be better, and I’d be more likely to enjoy the ride of life.
You, my brothers and sisters, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the flesh; rather, serve one another humbly in love. Galatians 5:13
God, I confess to You that I want to be in control. So often I let this desire get in the way of the life You have for me. Thank You for the reminder to give You the steering wheel. I ask You to guide and direct me, and I pray that my eyes would be open to ways that I can serve others in love. Thanks for sending Your Son so that I could experience this freedom.
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