Fear of Bridges

November 16

Time to face my fear of big bridges and trust God. The Skyway Bridge over Tampa Bay looms in the distance.
I start up the main span “The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want.” I’m shaking. “yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for You are with me.” My hands steady on the wheel, “Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.” I reach the highest point, “You prepare a table in the presence of my enemies, You anoint my head with oil.” The sky brightens. “My cup runs over.” God is faithful.Now I drive over big bridges like everybody else.

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.” (From Psalm 23)