One day we both happened to be close to our property line and we carried on a short conversation through the woods, each other barely visible to the other. On another occasion, it was easier to talk to him after I trimmed away a few bushes. As the "neighborship" grew, more and more bushes came down and the view of my neighbor became clearer. Finally, I pushed down the old fence and cleared a path. Now, all we had to do was jump the branch to come talk to one another. Then, one day, my neighbor built a bridge over the branch. Now, there is a trail worn smooth by our friendship.
It happened a little at a time: clearing the brush, pushing down the fence, building the bridge. A line from a song written by Gloria Gaither says, "Fear builds walls instead of bridges." Life, it seems, is a lot about cutting away the underbrush of our fears, pushing down the fences of prior notions and visionless expectations, and building a bridge to a better life; a better me.
Christmas, "Joy to the World--," a Son is sent- a bridge is built between God and man. May this year the path between us be worn smooth by the tracks of our relationship.
Merry Christmas and God bless you. !
Merry Christmas Marv. I love the bridge. It is so true how we have to cut things down to see the path to many things in our lives. Knowing that Jesus laid down his life for us, becoming a Bridge to the Father, helps us get through many things. Have an awesome week. We are digging out from 12" of snow. I hope you cross many new bridges this coming year. God Bless Marv.
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Merry CHRISTmas Marv!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas Marv. I love this post - one of my favorites of the year. We have so many opportunities to build bridges instead of walls, thank you for the reminder.
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