MY LIFE IN THE BRIDGE
THE BRIDGE: something that connects 2 points that might not otherwise be joined. In music, it’s that piece near the end of the arrangement that usually joins a pair of choruses that otherwise would have an awkward transition. To the music theory student, the bridge is the contrasting third group of 8 bars in a 32-bar chorus.
It’s an important element of the script that follows the last verse. It rarely adheres to the tune and lyrical flow of the verses. Yet, it often takes the content of what has been presented so far and sends it to a higher level. I find in the bridge the real meaning of the lyric that the writer wishes to convey.
So – what if our life is a song? When the familiar tune of the early verses change to that of the bridge, can we trust that the Composer still crafts things as eloquently? Can we rely on His lyrical prowess to deliver an empowering message that not only compliments the song, but takes it to a higher level?
Last week, within a 48-hour span, I experienced the testimony of two men whose bridge was being written. The first was an accountant who, at the age of 50, obeyed the call of God to leave the securities of society and take the Gospel to poor children in South America. The second event was the ordination service of a 53-year old servant now ready to follow whatever path God directs. The first and second verses of the song of their life had been sung. Now, they await the riveting tune of the bridge.
So…who writes the bridge of our lives? And, will we let it be sung or will we be so stuck in the all-familiar chorus that it stifles the melody?
If my life is a song, I must be somewhere near the close of the second verse. As my voice prepares to proclaim the chorus, my curiosity peaks wondering what the Author has prepared for the bridge. If it is an octave higher, I pray for the ability to reach that note. If the bridge is a beat faster, may I have find the rhythm to match. If the lyrics bring a message I didn’t expect, may I have the grace to proclaim the truth.
THE BRIDGE: something that connects 2 points that might not otherwise be joined. In music, it’s that piece near the end of the arrangement that usually joins a pair of choruses that otherwise would have an awkward transition. To the music theory student, the bridge is the contrasting third group of 8 bars in a 32-bar chorus.
It’s an important element of the script that follows the last verse. It rarely adheres to the tune and lyrical flow of the verses. Yet, it often takes the content of what has been presented so far and sends it to a higher level. I find in the bridge the real meaning of the lyric that the writer wishes to convey.
So – what if our life is a song? When the familiar tune of the early verses change to that of the bridge, can we trust that the Composer still crafts things as eloquently? Can we rely on His lyrical prowess to deliver an empowering message that not only compliments the song, but takes it to a higher level?
Last week, within a 48-hour span, I experienced the testimony of two men whose bridge was being written. The first was an accountant who, at the age of 50, obeyed the call of God to leave the securities of society and take the Gospel to poor children in South America. The second event was the ordination service of a 53-year old servant now ready to follow whatever path God directs. The first and second verses of the song of their life had been sung. Now, they await the riveting tune of the bridge.
So…who writes the bridge of our lives? And, will we let it be sung or will we be so stuck in the all-familiar chorus that it stifles the melody?
If my life is a song, I must be somewhere near the close of the second verse. As my voice prepares to proclaim the chorus, my curiosity peaks wondering what the Author has prepared for the bridge. If it is an octave higher, I pray for the ability to reach that note. If the bridge is a beat faster, may I have find the rhythm to match. If the lyrics bring a message I didn’t expect, may I have the grace to proclaim the truth.
posted by Wally Decker at 9:03 AM
1 Comments:
nice work Decker. eloquently written. deep waters.
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