Over The Bridge . . .

This weekend we wanted to be with our family, so we made reservations at a Hotel in Lake Havasu. The map indicated that it was located just West of Hwy. 95 on McCulloch Blvd.  Sounds pretty simple until you try to find this place!  We finally humbled ourselves and called our son telling him, "We can't find the Hotel!"  In order to get there, we had to follow John in his car.  We did not know that in order to go West on McCulloch, we had to go East and then head West again and cross over the London Bridge.  He told us, "Dad, there is no way you would have found this place on your own." 

                                                                 John 14:6
              Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life;
              no man cometh unto the Father but by me.

Someday we all want to go to Heaven and be with the Father.  We imagine in our mind that we know how to get there.  We may think it's pretty simple to just live a good life and be a good person,  but God knew we could never get to Him on our own merit.  So He sent His son, Jesus Christ, to be a bridge that we may cross over to be with the Father for all of eternity.  If we humble ourselves and cry out to Jesus Christ, He will show us the way.  Jesus told us, "There is no way to the Father but by Me."

                                                                Morning Prayer
Dear Jesus,
     You not only became the bridge for me to see the Father, but You have also invited me to walk with You on my journey to the other side.  You knew from the very beginning that I was terribly lost and needed direction and You alone have paid the price that someday I will see You face to face.  Thank you Jesus!  Amen ~