Last Sunday afternoon we drove to a nearby park to take in the autumn splendor. One son was at a birthday party, so we took the opportunity to enjoy an adventure with our four-year-old. In the middle of the park is a twenty-seven acre lake. It beckoned and we followed.
This lake is unique because of the seven bridges, some over 100 years old, which were transplanted from various locations around our state.
One bridge stood out to me. I was surprised to discover that the bridge’s original purpose was to be the support structure for the top of a building. Because it didn’t meet specifications, the builders threw it away. Later on it was discovered by someone with a vision for what it could be. If this bridge had a brain, it never would have imagined ending up here. God knew that this bridge wasn’t a mistake! He allowed a man to find and place it in this majestic setting.
As we approached the bridge and followed it from beginning to end, we were impressed by it’s rustic beauty. We were very grateful for the bridge’s help as it made it possible for us to walk all the way around the lake. Yet, the focus of our attention and praise was not the bridge. We were captivated by the incredible beauty of God’s creation all around us.
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| The bridge originally destined for the top of a building |
These bridges remind me of how God works in my life. My dreams sometimes clash with reality. God created me for different roles in life, and sometimes He uproots me to a different location. I cry, “But, I thought you wanted me to be here, to do this!” He lovingly carries me, reassembling me in my new place of service. And miraculously, to me, I fit into His plan.
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