Ocoee River Bridge at Olympic Park
Someone before you thought about crossing from here to there. Maybe they made it without too much trouble. The creek was calm and the water flowed gently between the rocks. The loss of footing resulted in a sprained ankle or knee, but nothing major considering the risk. They looked back and were not impressed by the accomplishment. It was just another day and another obstacle to contend with.
Then came the day when another who ventured to cross this same place was detained by the rushing torrent of rising waters, unknown depths and jagged rocks protruding at piercing angles. The journey needed to continue but not by risking life and limb. Certain destruction was inevitable if the risk was taken.
Calm minds prevailed and developed a scheme to make the journey as safe as if there was no danger at all. The idea was developed into such a plan that all who followed behind would be safe from the ever present dangers that could occur at any time. Bridging the gap and making safe passage became a reality and lives were saved by the thoughtfulness.
Like the bridge builders, we have the opportunity to make things easier for those who follow our paths. Sharing information and ideas. Learning about fears and developing ways to overcome them by education, discussion and support. Family and friends build the bridges that cross the rough waters of the river we call life. I cannot count how many bridges have been built by my family and friends. At the same time I cannot count how many have been torn down for reasons good and bad.
I hope that the bridges I am building will one day help you cross the rough waters that flow through your life. I look forward to crossing the bridges you have built and plan to build. I believe there are good intentions in each of you.
I usually write something in my Blog about family events of the week or weekend. Not this time. It's difficult to that this time when I'm staying the weekend in Chattanooga due to work obligations. No family or friends to hang out with.
I did manage to visit the local Catholic Church for Mass Saturday. Father Charlie was a little long winded after he discussed the Gospel and Testament readings, he concluded with a pleas for funding the economic recovery of the parish. As I sat there, listening and thinking of ways the church could save on expenses, a few ideas popped in my head. The lights in the Sanctuary were halogen flood lights and I figured if they replaced every light with florescent or L.E.D. lights they could save some money. I also thought they could raise the temperature setting on the thermostat a few degrees, but maybe more people would fall asleep during such a long Homily (sermon for you non Catholics). Then the idea hit me, reduce the length of the Homily, change the lights, get rid of the electric organ and sing a'Capella, and do not mail out the large envelopes to each family requesting pledges of support. Yes they are mailing the pledge requests in 8.5x11 envelopes. Why not hand them out and have each family sign for them that they received the information.
Maybe Father Charlie will read my Blog and his Parish will be saved because of it?
I can't wait to be home again next weekend.
Peace!
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