Bridges

 

 

I have a little thing about bridges – I like ’em! I have no idea why. I think they just intrigue me. I’m amazed at the structure of them and that the footings (and whatever else) were built under water. I mean – wow!

Then, there’s the top side structure. What incredible thought and design went into so many of the bridges I’ve seen (in person or in images)!

 

I will admit, though, I like little plain bridges too! I’ve also loved “Bridge Over Troubled Water,” since the first time I heard it. 😉

Many times, bridges are necessary to get us from one place to another. Without them, we’d be stuck on this side, while others are stuck on the opposite side.

Bridges can take us back to where we are loved, missed, and needed. Figuratively, they can reach across a gap in relationships. They can extend over brokenness and harsh words spoken in anger. They can span the depth and width of unforgiveness to bring restoration to hurting hearts.

Bridges can be built with grace and mercy, with a huge arch of love. They can stretch across bitterness and accusations to bring balm for the fragmented pieces that have taken their toll.

Bridges can take you home!

I love that! I guess that’s why I love bridges – they offer hope for restoration!