Across the Bridge
Leaving South Dakota, we headed cross-country for our last stops — dinner with our son John and his family and a day at the St. Louis Zoo. Before we headed out from Omaha, Nebraska, and on to supper with John, we took time for some early morning moments to enjoy walking — and sliding in God’s creation. The sliding was in a downtown park in Omaha on two magnificent, matching concrete and stainless steel slides. Wow, you can go fast on a fleece baby blanket!
Before sliding, we walked all the way from Omaha, Nebraska, to Council Bluffs, Iowa, across the Bob Kerrey Pedestrian Bridge. Wanna come along?
Okay, now, let’s step across the line from Nebraska to Iowa.
We were on the home stretch of a wonderful vacation, but the driver of this vehicle in Council Bluffs was hard at work.
We family members were on a cold early morning stroll that day, but every day you and I and every person are walking somewhere. Sometimes it feels as if we will never get where we want to go. Sometimes the bridge from where we are to where we want to be seems elusive. At those times and at every place on every journey, we need to stop and look up and notice Who is holding up the bridge.
God holds the key to the exact moment when we will make that important next step into that place we need to be.
Then, we can look back and see where we have been, how God got us there, and rejoice in gratitude.
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life . . .
John 14:6