The Bridge is a beautiful symbol. It one of the things that personally fascinate me. I many ways, I look at my life and my vocation/calling as being a bridge, a point of connection between Jesus and other people. Part of my holy work as a priest is to pray for people, and there a lot of people who ask for prayer. At mass, when I pray in the midst of the community, for the community, with my hands in roans position, I become the bridge of people’s prayers to God, as I incarnate in some extraordinary way, the presence of Christ the Mediator.
This yellow bridge in this picture is the Margit híd or Margaret Bridge (sometimes Margit Bridge) is a three-way bridge in Budapest, Hungary, connecting Buda and Pest across the Danube. It is the second northernmost and second oldest public bridge in Budapest. (Thanks, Wikipedia.) It is interesting the Buda and Pest are really two distinct cities separated by the River Danube, and the point of unity between these two cities are the bridges that cross over from one to the other… Buda is the hilly city and Pest is the flat city. Comparing them and figuring out which is superior would be a task without an end, as these two cities really take on different temperaments and both boast of distinct flairs that each offer to the other… Thank God for the bridges, and this Margaret Bridge, we don’t have to resolve that petty comparison and contrast, but simply enjoy the vast beauty of these two cities combined into one name. With the bridge in mind, I am sure that the intention of the city engineers or whoever designed these cities, is to unify them seamlessly, and not to set them apart from each other. This is the spirituality that Budapest stands for, and let’s keep it at that.
This is my second entry to Ailsa’s Where’s My Back Pack Travel Theme Challenge: Yellow. Rarely do I post a second entry. But that’s because I love yellow. Hehehe.
