‘Sun-kissed Bridge’ by Emily Bollon
I’ve always wanted to walk on water. I mean, who wouldn’t?! But one summer I found that the urge for me to step out far out-weighed the rationale to stay put.
Allow me to set the scene: a private decking area. I’m reclining peacefully over the still waters of Lake Rosseau at dusk. A friend and I had been delving into the Bible together and my faith had been stirred. Looking out over the glassy water, I turned to her and asked, “Do you think I could walk on water?” Before she had chance to gather her thoughts and consider the possibilities, I stepped out…
I’ve seen many a shooting star in my time, but never one like this.
Again by the lake with a friend. It was a clear night sky and so chances were she might see her first shooting star! As we lay there watching – patiently waiting – I played gently on my guitar.
As I looked out over the glassy lake, my mind took me to the scene of Peter out at sea in his little boat. Though the storms raged, Peter’s friend and Saviour stood out on the waters beckoning him to “come”.
I noticed the moon’s reflection creating a path leading me right to where I imagined Him standing – now beckoning me to “come”.
I’d do it again, you know? I’d step out again – just to reach my Saviour’s hand…
Creation can stir up our faith when we need it most. With a symphony of sound and display of wonder, how could we stay on the shore?
As I continued playing my guitar and singing a new song which described the scene, my faith began to waiver. Could I actually step out and walk across the water to reach my Saviour’s hand? This hesitancy stifled my creativity and I found myself frustrated and unable to write a second verse.
Just as I was about to call it a night – as though in slow motion – the brightest and most glorious shooting star swept across the night sky! Seemingly orchestrated from above, the captivating call of a loon bird sang, reviving my faith and inspiring the words for that second verse. A timely reminder that He is the God of all creation, and that God – the God of the impossible – now beckons me to “come”…