My dad introduced me to "covered bridges" a long time ago. He loved them and he taught me to love them also.
The first time I encountered one, it was like I stepped into a time machine. Suddenly, I was transported back to the 18th or 19th centuries, when most covered bridges were built. It wasn't just a wonderful landmark, now it became a major connection to other eras.
The bridges were covered to protect their burly wooden trusses, from rotting in inclement weather. However, many thought of these delightful bridges as romantic, winter-time passages, where one could steal a kiss from a beau. Thus, the covered bridges were also known as "kissing bridges" to courting couples.
The bridges were also made to look like the entrances of a barn, which helped horses enter more willingly and without fear of the rushing waters below. If the bridge sat on a winding approach, windows were placed at the ends of the bridges, other than that they could be quite dark inside.
While the floorboards might have moved a bit, these bridges were well made. Still, they could be intimidating as you looked down and realized these boards were the only thing between you and a large drop to fast, flowing waters. And, I found they could be a bit claustrophobic.
These old covered bridges tell a story. A story from long ago, about how others lived and traveled. Hopefully, they will be around for a long time to come, allowing others to experience just a little piece of history.
I couldn't help but think about what we will leave behind for future generations especially with social media so prevalent. Cyber space keeps everything, nothing is ever truly deleted or gone. I wonder... what will that tell us one hundred years or more from now??
If I am to leave a message to this world, I want it to be as useful as the covered bridges were -- I want it to be as lovely and beautiful -- I want it to relieve fears and bring peace and I want it to warm someone's heart with love and truth!
I want people to know that I lived my life for Jesus! I want my life to reflect my love for Him and more importantly -- His love for me. He came into this world so that I might have life... and have it more abundantly.
The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life and that they might have it more abundantly.
Jesus told us that He was the way to salvation. There is no way to God, but by His Son Jesus Christ. Any other way, will not do... it will just steal the sheep away from the shepherd.
At this time of year we remember that... Jesus came as a baby -- loved and learned as a boy in the temple -- and then died as the "Son of God" so that we who come after Him, might have eternal life through Him!
In this Christmas season -- Do you know my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?