Bridges: Ben Keeney

Bridges are an unsafe thing. Every time that I walk or drive over them I am afraid. Afraid that it will collapse. It may be helpful to point out that I am scared of heights. Yep I have been and, apparently, always will be scared of being above things where if I fell from them, there would be pain and or death. I want to talk more about how I think that I am more afraid of the anticipation, more scared of the falling and not the collision. But I'm to talk about bridges and not the ins and outs of being afraid of heights. Now then, though it would be good to know that I think bridges a dangerous thing because I don't like being on them because I am scared of heights, but I am also uneasy when sitting under a bridge. I always imagine bridges collapsing in a fantastic Michael Bay type spectacle of destruction and and unnecessary explosions. I am always ready and have a plan of what to do in case the bridge falls, in the same way that everybody claims to have detailed plans of how to survive when the zombies finally come. I can admit, unlike my zombie apocalypse surviving friends, that my plan would most definitely not work. Regardless of my irrational fears of bridges, there is a single principle I want to think about. ** All bridges are not meant to be homes**

To transition to being abstract for a bit, I think that just as physical bridges that hold people and cars are dangerous and bound to collapse, I believe that this life is a bridge. I realize that's not profound or unique. Many people think that. For the Christian this life is a bridge. It is not safe to dwell on. It is not practical to dream about its destruction (or right several books about it). Every time I cross a bridge I feel a little bit of relief in the stability of the ground, the stability of home. I think that this life is dangerous so that the Christian can feel the gratitude and relief of coming home, that I wouldn't have if I had never left home.