Photo taken by contributor Jacque who has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder and ADHD. She is a graphic designer, wife, and mother to two boys. She is learning to draw from God’s strength to get her through every day. She has also found art and music to be great healers and outlets for the soul.
About this photo: “Spanning across the great divide is a bridge that joins you and me
The sign says, “Bridge Out – No Trespassing” but I take the risk anyway
Over loose beams and broken tresses, cautiously rebuilding as I go
The further I am from the safety of my own shoreline,
the more my heartbeats
Looking down through broken wood the dark rushing water below, I taste that fear so palpable in my tongue, I just want to turn and run
But I know I must continue my work, using great caution as I patching up these broken beams
There’s risk if I turn back or move on but I choose to keep bending the nails and mending the splintered boards of our love
As I finally reach the halfway point of on our bridge, I look up from bended knee and there you are staring back at me
With hammer in hand and on shaky knees I can see,
you that you’ve rebuilt your side and come to join with me
So we join together, there in the middle of our bridge once so broken neither one could cross over
Together with renewed hope, we stand there in the silence
Reveling in each other new effort to do the hard work and repair. Knowing now and forevermore, that our bridge needs constant and frequent care
But it takes us both, Meeting here in the middle or it will undoubtedly crumble and fall
So we walk hand in hand, crossing over to the other side
Reunited once again, crossing the chasm that was once so deep and wide.”
Find more from Jacque at her blog.
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