Bridges of Faith

from www.PositiveChristianity.net

"Finally, beloved, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is pleasing, whatever is commendable… think about these things." — Philippians 4:8

Once upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in forty years of farming side by side—sharing machinery, trading labor, and exchanging goods without a hitch. 

Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding, which grew into a major disagreement. Finally, it erupted into bitter words, followed by weeks of silence. 

One morning there was a knock at John’s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s toolbox.

 "I’m looking for a few days’ work," he said. "Perhaps you have some small jobs I could help with? Could I assist you?"

"Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm—that is my neighbor, my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us, and now he’s bulldozed a creek into the middle. Perhaps to spite me, I’ll go one better. See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build an eight-foot fence so I won’t have to see his place—or his face—ever again."

The carpenter nodded. "I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger, and I’ll do a job that pleases you."

The older brother had to go into town, so he helped the carpenter gather materials and left for the day. The carpenter worked tirelessly, measuring, sawing, and nailing.

At sunset, the farmer returned. His eyes widened in shock—the fence was gone. In its place stood a magnificent bridge, stretching across the creek, complete with handrails. And there, on the other side, was his younger brother, walking toward him with an outstretched hand.

"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I’ve said and done," the older brother said.

The brothers met in the middle, shaking hands, and finally reconciled.

As the carpenter hoisted his toolbox, the older brother said, "Wait! Stay a few days—I have more projects for you."

"I’d love to stay," the carpenter replied, "but I have many more bridges to build."

I have noticed lately that our world is divided. People often assume that the other side is wrong. But the spiritually mature person seeks common ground, not division. United we stand; divided we fall.

The highest form of thought is to desire the best for others, as well as yourself. Spiritual people naturally care for those around them. These pure, loving, God-centered thoughts—thoughts of acceptance, forgiveness, and love—are what make bridges possible.

Never think less of friends and loved ones than what is true. They are children of God, deserving of honorable, just, and positive thoughts.

The greatest treasures in life are friendships. Often, the most enduring friendships are with those who are very different from you—but with whom you have found common ground.

Your loving, patient thoughts create loving, long-lasting relationships. Build bridges, not fences.

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POSITIVE DAILY PRAYER: 

Today I walk with you, dear friend, by not forming sides,

but by seeking common ground.

I look for the common bridge. 

Amen. 

POSITIVE DAILY AFFIRMATION: 

I always make time to build bridges for my fellow human being.

POSITIVE DAILY QUOTE: 

"Hit the ball over the fence and you can take your time going around the bases." - John Roper