Quote from Forum Archives on March 10, 2004, 9:20 am

Posted by: bigguyhereagain <bigguyhereagain@...>

Forgive Me 

 

 

Oh, God, I was so cross to the children today.

Forgive me.

Oh, God, I was so discouraged, so tired, and so unreasonable, I took it out on them.

Forgive me.

Forgive me my bad temper, my impatience, and most of all my yelling.

I cringe to think of it.  My heart aches.  I want to go down on my knees beside each little bed and wake them up and beg them to forgive me. Only I can't, it would only upset them more.

I've got to go on living with the memory of this day.  My unjust tirades.  The guilty fear in their eyes as they flew about trying to appease me.  Thinking it all their fault - my troubles, my disappointments.

Dear God, the utter helplessness of children.  Their vulnerability before this awful thing adult power. And how forgiving they are, hugging me so fervently at bedtime, kissing me good night.

And all I can do is to straighten a cover, move a toy fallen out of an upthrust hand, touch a small head burrowed into a pillow, and beg in my heart, "Forgive me."

 

Lord, in failing these little ones whom you've put into my keeping, I'm failing you.  Please let you infinite patience fill me tomorrow.  Stand by me, keep your hand on my shoulder. Don't let me be so cross with my children.  

 

 

The Road Of Life

 

 

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 a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really didn't know Him.

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

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, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I worried and was 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 into the adventure, and when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand. I gained love, peace, acceptance and joy; gifts to take on my 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, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to 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, Jesus Christ.

And when I'm sure I just can't do it anymore, He just smiles and says ... "Pedal."

 

Have a Blessed Day

Dave and Barbara

 

 

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