Monday, January 28, 2013
Image of Bridge
An image came to my minds eye as I was praying yesterday.
I saw a grand old bridge. It was made of concrete. In the distance it had a structure with an archway... it may have been in the center of the bridge.
I was standing on land on one side of the bridge looking down the road that crossed the bridge.
I felt that the bridge was in some way bridging the gap between the ancient church and the present church.
I saw people coming along the bridge towards me. They looked like they were in a hurry. They looked like they were moving quickly, but making slow progress. Like jogging on the spot. They may have been riding horses. It was a mob. They were not dressed well. They were dirty. They were in such a rush that they were pushing each other and many of them were falling off the bridge. It was as if the bridge was not large enough for all of them.
I wanted to turn and see where they were going. I wanted to see what was behind me, but I couldn't turn around.
But I know once they make it across the bridge there would be plenty of room. Freedom for everyone to move without getting in each others way.
I'm not certain why this image came into my minds eye, if it has a meaning, or what it is.
I suspect the bridge is the structures of church that has carried the people of the church from ancient times until now.
If that was the bride of Christ, it wasn't a pretty sight. But I sense God is still at work and better things are yet to come.