There are some books that when you read you think to yourself, If only the whole, big, beautiful world would read this. That’s how I felt the first time I read Bridge to Terabithia. After wiping the snot from my nose, I sat back and knew the key to brotherhood was locked inside the pages of this book.
“It was up to him to pay back to the world in beauty and caring what Leslie had loaned him in vision and strength.” Ch. 13
If we could be those four things to the people we meet. They may not need strength, but what about caring? They may have all the vision in the world, but they need to be shown the simplistic beauty of humanity and living.
Beauty. Caring. Vision. Strength.
Four things that perhaps humanity has over-complicated, abused, used, forgotten, misinterpreted, or have become numb to. This book looks through the eyes of children – who have not yet been accustomed to the sordid, narcissistic, injustice of humanity. To them, these are still things to stand up to for the sake of simplicity. Not with false motivations, but with pure hearts. They are on the brink of maintaining their innocence or going the way of so many before them.
Perhaps that is what we’re missing as we go to war against so many different causes or lies or propaganda. Perhaps we’ve forgotten to communicate purity. Perhaps we don’t write or sing or lobby or protest from a place of beauty, caring, vision, or strength and perhaps because we’re missing heart, we don’t reach into the hearts of others.
There’s something ethereal about the character of Leslie and something human about Jesse. The important lesson of this book is that you are both ethereal and human – you are someone’s Leslie, you are someone’s Jesse.