Bridgers: A Parable by Angie Thompson {Book Review}

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|| Description

Three boys. One choice. No turning back.

Peyton is a rising star in the church who is well on the way to reaching his biggest dreams. Levi is a pastor's son struggling to live up to his faith under pressure from all sides. DaVonte is a kid from the wrong side of town who would be content if he and his friends were just left alone.

When an act of violence presents a sudden decision, each boy's answer will shake the community to its core and shape its future forever. Love and truth face off against fear and pride in this modern extension of one of Jesus' best-known parables.


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4 stars


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A spectacular retelling of the parable of the Good Samaritan—a story concept I never would've considered! Other than a short story awhile back (which I also enjoyed!), this was my first read by Angie Thompson and I dearly loved the tale. <3

My favorite character was undoubtedly DaVonte, followed by Brett. Levi was great too, but I had harder time connecting with him and thought he seemed a bit young for his age.

Peyton's character bugged me to no end, but toward the end of the book, I began to realize why. He was such a vivid, realistic example of a Pharisee-like Christian. Someone who's in it to make themselves look good, who cares little about reflecting Jesus' light to a lost world. Kudos to the author for tackling that situation!

The message of reaching out to the unlovable, extending grace and love to the untouchable, was needed, solid, and so spot-on. My only issue with this little book would be that the writing style was rather confusing at first, and swapping back and forth between first-person and third-person tense threw me off a handful of times. I caught on fairly easily though and was able to follow along.

4 stars!


Content: A stabbing, not very detailed. Talk of tattoos, cigarettes, divisions between different 'classes' of people.


** I received a complimentary copy of this book from Stellae Books in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts are my own and a positive review was not required. **

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