Don’t let water under the bridge rise and flood your day.
My mind wandered back today an old hurt. Real old. Over 15 years back. One that I’ve moved on from, yet the memory still stings.
Then the Holy Spirit spoke, “That’s water under the bridge.”
We can learn from painful events, but anything I may have learned from this situation was processed years ago. No purpose is served in continuing to go back there.
I’m sure a dog doesn’t return to his vomit and think, “Yummy.”
But the memory puts a similar bad taste in my mouth. The enemy is trying to ruin my day. Then the Holy Spirit spoke again.
Forget what is behind and strain toward what is ahead. Press on toward the prize for which I have called you.
Forget about water under the bridge. Some bridges should be burned.