the bridge is love


Monday mornings are down time for me.

After two full days at the restaurant and one at church, I lay pretty low here at the house. Ginger was gone on a clergy retreat, so I stopped at Blockbuster on my way home from youth group to pick up a movie for breakfast. The one that caught my eye was The Bridge of San Luis Rey. I love the novel both for the quality of the story and because I feel a strong connection to Thornton Wilder. The movie was watchable because the story is so incredible; the casting choices make the film fall short of what it might have been.

Ten years ago, I enrolled in the summer workshop of the Humber School for Writers in Toronto. I came to a place in my life where I decided it was time to quit talking about wanting to write and do some damn writing. At the workshop, I had a chance to work with Timothy Findley, a wonderful Canadian writer. The workshop led me to sign up for the year-long correspondence course, and Findley mentored me as I wrote a novel in the year that followed. As he shared his insights on writing, he also shared his story. Tiff, as his friends called him, started out as an actor. He was working with Wilder and Ruth Gordon in a production when he wrote his first short story; they both encouraged him to write, thank God, just as Tiff encouraged me. He died in his sleep in 2002.

The ways in which the circumstances of life connected me to these amazing people is not unlike the idea behind the story. Five people were crossing the Bridge of San Luis Rey when it gave way and they fell to their deaths in the ravine below. A priest who was about to cross saw the event as a chance to ask one of the ultimate questions: “Do we live by plan and die by plan or do we live by accident and die by accident?”

Separate of the story, Wilder said, “Some say that we shall never know and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer day, and some say, on the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.”

The novel is a beautiful tapestry showing both the individual lives and the ways in which they were woven together and connected with the lives around them. The one person who knew all five who died was a nun. She closes the story with these words: “There is a land between the living and the dead, and the bridge is love. The only survival. The only meaning.”

The bridge is love — the one bridge, ultimately, that doesn’t give way.

One of those who commented on my “open and affirming” post did so with a great deal of vitriol and violence. His language spoke of God striking me down, of my words bringing God’s judgment such that God would kill “children, mothers’ and grandmothers” because I was willing to participate in equal marriage. As people tried to respond to him, the volume of hatred only ratcheted up.

When the disciples saw a blind man, they asked Jesus, “Whose sin made this guy blind?”

“Nobody’s sin,” Jesus answered. “Look at it a different way: what can the love of God accomplish in this circumstance?” And he healed him.

When judgment is the paradigm, we all end up dead in the ravine.

The bridge is Love. The only survival. The only meaning.


PS — Starting tomorrow, this blog will take a bit of a different shape. About fifteen years ago I began, as my Lenten practice, writing everyday. Before email, I picked one friend and wrote a journal the them. Over the years, my daily entry has been to a growing email list; this year it will happen here. My commitment is to write a thousand words a night chronicling my journey through the Lenten season. This year, our youth ski trip falls such that I will miss writing this Saturday, but other than that there will be an entry everyday. Peace — MB-C


  1. After the way you describe it, I can’t wait to read “The Bridge of San Luis Rey.” Can’t believe I haven’t run across it before–thanks for the synopsis! And I agree wholeheartedly, love is the only meaning…

  2. Joe

    I do have a finished draft. It’s called “Destiny” and it is the story of an unwilling prophet. I know it needs some work, but the work required goes beyond my confidence as a fiction writer, so it has sat on my shelf a long time.

    Thanks for asking.


  3. Hello again Milton,

    Like ‘africakid’ I’m going get hold of a copy of The Bridge of San Luis Rey. I really appreaciated this post!

    I will be a daily visitor for your Lenten season journey.

    All the best,

  4. To Milton: What I said was — When God destroyed the first world because people were worshiping everything but God, he destroyed the world by water and killed all people accept for Moses and his family. This included children, women, grandmothers etc. I also said that if you or anyone else keeps on saying the Bible’s words don’t mean what they say and you or anyone including me keep supporting homosexual activity that God would stop them. Even if he has to take you, me, or anyone else by any means necessary up to taking our lives or a loved one to show he means business. He is not going to let you, me, or anyone change his words just because you want to support deplorable activities. you seem to really love homosexuals but when someone condemns this you turn on them like a snake. Remember a God that can create the world, heal the sick, return the sight to a blind man, raise the dead is not going to let the Bible be misquoted. The very book that God wants us to obey. The Bible words are the law and you, or me, or anyone else will never be allowed to changed them. Signed: Big Daddy

  5. Big Daddy:

    I read your comment yesterday and have thought along time about how to respond.

    I’m choosing to step out of the power struggle between us; where we both stand is quite apparent from what each of us has written. From reading your words, I’m struck by how central God’s law is to your life. For me, the central notion is God’s grace. I think that’s why we have a hard time connecting.

    If you felt attacked, I apologize. I did not intend to come across as though I had turned on you “like a snake.” I also hope, as time passes, that you find things on this site that feed you.


  6. To Milton: Thank you Milton I know you are a very good christian and I know God will bless you and your family. I am from the old school I guess I need to stay off these blogs and let people that really can be a leader like yourself lead us on into the future. Thank you again. Signed Big Daddy

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