If it were not for bridges, I would have lived a life of isolation. It is impossible to live in Pittsburgh and not have to cross a bridge. All of those years of crossing bridges became the foundation for my life’s work.
I was put into the world to be a bridge. I was birthed into Creation to be a path that guides, reunites, challenges, nourishes, arrives and helps restore humanity and its many layers of brokenness.
Bridgework was made for the season of Advent. If we do not have the courage to be bridges any other time of year, Advent seems to bring forth the bridge-worker in many of us. As we await the birth of Christ, as the streets and buildings around us light up, the embers inside of us spark again too.
We make phone calls that clear paths for lost relationships. We cook for and feed one another. We forgive ourselves. We keep promises. We see the other more fully, more clearly.
This message is excerpted from “Advent bridgework” by Venice R. Williams in the December 2015 Gather magazine. Today is the First Sunday of Advent.
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