I’ve decided, we live in an area with the most beautiful views.
On the way home the other night, we stopped on a beautiful old steel truss bridge to take this picture. The bridge is a two lane, but it is a very snug two lane. It’s the kind that I find myself holding my breath if another car going the opposite direction passes. We were the only car on the bridge when I started snapping pictures and Victoria alerted me when another car was waiting to get on the bridge to cross.
Our lives have changed drastically in the past six years. I never dreamed we would move from our historic home in the hub of town near the Salesman’s parents and brother to the wide open unincorporated area we are now calling home. But, without a doubt, the LORD moved us to a very rural, beautiful place and the move has been the best *thing* ever for our family.
To say that country life is a little different from the city living is an understatement. The Salesman used to get frustrated with waiting three times to get through a stoplight to cross an intersection (on a Saturday morning!), to the patient traveler waiting to go the opposite way on the old bridge, while I hang my camera out the window to snap up the lovely views. God is good. And although I’ve been somewhat slow in fully appreciating where we are, It’s good to be home. It’s good to be in a home knowing that the LORD has you exactly where you are for such a time as this.
Sometimes I look at life and think I want to stay grounded. Never to be uprooted from where I am, or what I like, or what I’m familiar with. And then I realize as I travel the pilgrim pathway, following my road map that always brings me safely back to what I know, He has bridges before me. Bridges to take me to new things He is doing. Bridges that will move me from the common to His uncommon. Bridges that will train me, soften my sharp edges and lead me closer to Him. Bridges that I would not have chosen to cross.
But today, I am glad He moved me. I am thankful to HIM that He has me just where He wants me. He is in control. The glory of HIS creation is amazing even when crossing bridges.
He is standing on my bridges. And dear one, whatever your bridge is today, He is standing on your bridge too.
He is standing on our bridges.
What a beautiful photo! I would have to agree with you. The area you live in is truly breath taking. 🙂
Lovely post!
I learned that the Lord knows so well where we need to be. I swore that I would never, ever move back to my hometown..that I would always be a big city girl. In 1999 the Lord moved us back to our hometown through a series of events. I had no idea that He was bringing me home so that I could be nearby my parents when my Daddy was diagnosed with metastatic colon cancer in 2002. He went home to be with Jesus in 2004 and I was sooooo glad I was nearby to help them through that.
He does know best.
Blessings to you, sweet Lora.
leah
You are so precious my friend! I'm so thankful that the LORD is standing on the bridges with us. All those areas of our lives that are unfamiliar to us, at times a bit shaky as a bridge can feel, and at times bridges we didn't necessarily think we'd be on in life BUT GOD is there with us. He's amazing!
I said a prayer for you and your family dear sister. I love you.
I'm so thankful that the Lord not only stands on the bridges with us, but that He leads us over those bridges, staying with us the entire way.
Wonderful, encouraging words today. My husband just mentioned the possibility of a move… which we did 15 years ago, but realized that my roots are deep here and would have to completely trust the Lord to help me cross that bridge, again.
We are crossing new bridges around here, and it is so precious to see Him walk with us.
What a beautiful picture! You are truly blessed to live in such a lovely part of the world.
I, too, live in a rural – VERY rural – area, in a tiny town. God moved us here almost 16 years ago (also from the city), and we've never regretted it.
Thank you so much for stopping by my blog and commenting. Most of all, thank you for your prayers for my brother. 🙂
Blessings…
'Bridges that will move me from the common to His uncommon. Bridges that will train me, soften my sharp edges and lead me closer to Him. Bridges that I would not have chosen to cross."
Yet a bridge I'm given… one I'm crossing in faith believing that what & who awaits me on the other side will be worth every deliberate step of obedience I take.
Love this.
peace~elaine
This is beautifully penned. The view is breathtaking – God is all around us, and oh yes, He is good!
I'm thankful my bridges are much more sturdy, than my thoughts about going over them are at times.
God is good… mmm… 🙂
blessings..
annie
i was led to your blog tonight and now i know why… i was missing living where people know me and i know them. i miss being on the bridges that are familiar. bridges God has spoken to me on. how comforting it is to know God was listening tonight. i think i need to print this for my journal. He is my bridge. thanks for writing these inspired words. B
I'm praying a beautiful, peaceful Christmas for you and your family sister!
Happy New Year! May God write His poetry on your heart this year.
Just had you on my heart tonight! God Bless- Emmy
I see it's been a while or you to blog. Hope all is well. I decided to give it another try. Hope to hear from you. Missed a bunch of y'all on blogs. Love, J
just stopping by again to say hi. Hope all is well. Take care.
Bridges are where I have met God. Thank you