Transitions can be intimidating even for those experienced in dealing with change. A bridge helps.
I was apprehensive about crossing this bridge. Then, rationalized that people live back there and cross it daily, if not several times a day. Then, I relaxed and realized what a beautiful setting I was in. I drove across and made it fine.
Great living parables don't come along every day. This was the message I received-)
Living in today's society we are taught to plan. Sometimes things just work out better if we make decisions when the need is presented to us rather than fretting and worrying about things ahead of time. We don't want to miss the joys and opportunities of "Now".
A bridge is symbolic of "help". For example, the other day I had a blow out on Highway 90 going to an appointment. Just as I placed my spare on the pavement and took the jack out, a couple of nice men in their 30's pulled over and asked if they could change it. I was rolling again in about 7 minutes. I made my appointment on time. Their help was my bridge. The same for the young man that took his time to go for tow rope and pull me out of a ditch which I had landed in by attempting to pull over and let him pass me on a barely 1 car lane. (The ditch was covered with growth so that I thought it was solid ground...sounds like another Parable:-)