Bridge To Somewhere

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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4 thoughts on “Bridge To Somewhere

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  1. Love the picture of the bridge it’s sign. I think many times we see bridges that are not closed yet we are afraid to go across it simply due to the fear of the unknown on the other side and the “what if” we cannot get back across if we don’t like it.

    What “if” we do like it? What if it is a much better place? Could we be missing out on a blessing God is offering simply because we live in fear of the unknown?


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