Greetings, my Friends!
Two years is a long time to be absent. (Did you miss me? I missed you.) So much has happened in the two years since my last post from Israel! So many bridges crossed and new paths discovered. Graduation from seminary. A cross-country move from Washington, DC to Waco, TX for my first position as a curate priest. Ordination to the priesthood. Living completely alone for the first time in my life. The death of my Dad. Another cross-country move back to Wisconsin to serve as a part-time vicar and part-time church planter. SOOOO many changes in two years! And, now, a new decade.
Over these past two years, I’ve missed writing. Sure, I’ve written countless papers, articles, sermons, memos, and notes. But, nothing like the simple act of reflective writing about life’s pilgrimage and facing obstacles along the way. Thankfully, I’ve kept journals with a degree of regularity. But, I’ve missed writing for the purpose of sharing the journey. We each journey, but God did not intend for us to journey alone.
The word “bridge” does not appear in the Bible. Gates, but no bridges. I suppose that’s not entirely unexpected considering the biblical landscape and ancient engineering. However, a bridge is a structure that provides passage over obstacles. Each of us faces obstacles on this journey called “life”. So, here we go. It is time to resume sharing this pilgrim’s journey. It is time to talk about the obstacles we face along the way. It is time to build bridges together. It is time for us to cross bridges together. It is time.