Under the Bridge

Every time I see a bridge I think of this story.

 

~The Bridge~

Once there was a man who had a son that he loved very much.

The man worked as a bridgemaster for the railroad.

His son loved to watch the trains and the people who traveled on them.

People who were lonely,angry,selfish,hurting, and addicted.

A tragic mistake leads to an unimaginable choice.

Allow everyone on the train to die or pull the lever and allow his son to

be crushed by the bridge.

The saving of all required the sacrifice of the ONE most dear.

Yet the sacrifice of one brought the assurance and hope for the future.

 

Someone died for you,whether you acknowledge it or not.

 

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

 

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