I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
It seems we all have this one skill at which we are expert.
But not necessarily discerning in the application.
We can pretty readily kindle that fire.
We don’t even need a match.
I fret about some of these lost connections.
Because we don’t understand a fear, or sometimes a hope, or sometimes a disease, or maybe we just don’t like a word or action, we burn that sucker.
Then we find it is hard, not impossible, but very hard to rebuild.
Whatever was there we lost.
The day may well come when we desperately need to cross that bridge.
We might want to be a little hesitant about lighting that fire.
I heartily endorse, and actively pursue, the burning of other bridges.
On the other side are words that were said, actions that were taken, regrets that won’t go away, and hard feelings that haunt and horrify. There are feelings of inadequacy and even bondage to imposed stereotypes.
Maintaining a bridge to what holds you back and can’t be changed will diminish your joy and your life and the good you offer others.
Burn those suckers down.
And be very careful.
For we find it is easy, and sometimes very tempting, to rebuild.
I, for one, desire in my heart of hearts to light a fire, or accept a grace, that consumes forever the bridges to the things I need to let go.
And I pray for the even greater grace to leave them standing stronger than ever if burning them separates me from anyone.
As our Friend and I made our Saturday rounds we got to talking about what gets lost and what needs to get lost. He smiled at me the way he does and said….
“You already have plenty of matches. I can furnish the grace.”