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                DO YOU THINK OF GOD?   
                How Do You Think of God Author Unknown
 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 the president.  I recognized His picture 
                when I saw it but I didn't really know Him.  But later on when I recognized 
                my Higher Power, it seemed as though life was rather like a bike 
                ride.  But it was on a tandem bike and I noticed that God 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 since.  Life with my Higher Power, that is.  God makes Life 
                exciting!  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, through rocky places and at breakneck 
                speeds.  It was all I could do to hang on!  Even though it 
                looked like madness, He said, "pedal."  I was worried and asked, "where 
                are you taking me?"  He laughed and didn't answer, and I started 
                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 their gifts to take on my journey - our journey - God'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.  He knows how to make it bend to take sharp 
                corners, jump to clear high rocks, fly to shorten scary 
                passages.  I'm 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... my Higher 
                Power.  And when I'm sure I just can't 
                do anymore, He smiles and just says, "Pedal." (Anonymous)   
 
 
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