"For there is one God, and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus."
(1 Timothy 2:5) The Bridge A bridge crosses over what we hope to touch It connects a vision to the light above Not always solid, it can move beneath our feet the steps we take are marked out and unique A bridge can be invisible, only seen by very few It connects souls together and life ensues A bridge is a walkway from what was to what will be in the middle we are unsure of what we may see A bridge is a passage, a way of getting over, getting through It is a way across a vast expanse, a way to see the view A bridge covers over water, makes a valley seem small it's strength is in its subtlety as most strong things are A bridge is how I got here, it's why I am yet alive The wooden structure beneath me was vast and it was wide I had no means of crossing, no way to get beyond my sin The cross became the bridge that forever united me to Him So the next time you cross over what appears to be a normal, ordinary bridge Take a moment and ponder: He laid His life down so you might live... Written by Anne Marie Hawke November 2019 To subscribe to my blog or to find out more about my writing please visit my website at hawkewriter.com
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Philip Mollica
11/12/2019 08:11:07 am
WOW !!!
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Cathy
11/12/2019 07:47:11 pm
Agreed! BEST Bridge of ALL!!!
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