There are times when I get frustrated with God.
He doesn't seem to be working according to my agenda! Like a child I will pout, perhaps even stop talking to him for an afternoon or so.
This is where the motorcyclist has a distinct advantage.
I may complain and even dare get upset with the Lord, but then I throw my leg over my bike, start it up and head down the road. I realize very quickly that I do not want to be on the outs with him. I understand that he is the Lord, and I am the servant. I find myself faced with my own mortality and I always find myself asking his forgiveness for my self-centered thoughts.
Riding a motorcycle reminds me of how fragile I am. It also allows me to see God's creation and marvel at how amazing he is.
I ride home, as I did last night, and I see the stars in the sky and the darkness all around me. I find myself praying the words of Psalm 8
"When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
human beings that you care for them?" vv 3-4 (NIV)
Like Job I realize, he is God, I am man.
""I am unworthy—how can I reply to you?
I put my hand over my mouth.
I spoke once, but I have no answer—
twice, but I will say no more." Job 40:4-5 (NIV)
Difficult times will come. Times that test our faith, and can cause us to doubt the very heart of God. But in the end, he has a way of bringing us around and helping us to see.
Because this God of the universe, also happens to be our Father.
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"Let no one come to you without feeling better and happier when they leave"
Mother Teresa 