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Topic: Bridge (07/31/08)
TITLE: the span of God
By gayle jackson
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As I sat in the car about to cross the expansion bridge, I thought about how important this and other bridges were. They connect something that is not connected. It didn’t matter, fear still engulfed me.
I hated the edge, the side of the bridge where you can see down. I still had those nightmares about driving off the end of a bridge that just hung in the air. The thought of plummeting to my death in the water below made my stomach churn.
I had to cross. My brother was in trouble and asked me to come over to the island. Cars behind me were tooting and what seemed liked just a few minutes to me had obviously been longer. I gritted my teeth, said a prayer and drove ahead. Did it feel like it was moving?
Oh Lord, please give me courage. I know how silly this is for me to be so scared. I can’t keep feeling this way, please help your humble servant. I kept driving, praying and shaking like a child.
Then in an instant, a cool breeze filled my soul with peace. I was not afraid. I was laughing, crying and singing Simon and Garfunkel. My Lord had bridged his love and connected to me.
After I got to my brothers house and helped him out of a jam, I headed for home. This time, as I drove over that bridge, I felt a peace inside and a power that could only be Him. This was the span across the water that has abundantly flowed since that day.
God had built a bridge for me. I would never be afraid again or have those nasty dreams. I can drive over any bridge now. I have even started looking at the water! God bridged the gap between me and Him.
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