The Bridge is NOT A F-ING Building just about says it all for me. (Sorry Tracy) You know, I try to understand my friends who are doing some serious grieving and I just don’t get it at all. The closest I come to relating is the feeling you get when you have lived in a single location for many years, like a childhood home, and the brief sorrow you feel as you close the door and turn the lock for the last time.
When I was raising my kids alone we moved many times for various reasons. I think that in a period of 4 years we lived in 5 different places. What I stressed to my girls is that “home” is wherever we are and your toys live. For me the movement and momentum of the Bridge community is part of what makes it our home.
Babies were not born at our location but in the hospital among family and community; Stories created inside and out still exist; Fingerprints where made with hands that we take with us. Nothing is lost. If you believe what Greg has been saying all these years then you must know that what we as a community are all about is what happens outside the walls of our gathering place. It is about being His hands and His heart every day to whoever we encounter wherever we are.
I like being a gypsy. Movement and momentum allows us the opportunity for freshness and awakens our ear to hear the voice of the Holy Spirit. I look forward in anticipation of what He will do among those whose life we will touch along the way.
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