It seems I’m deep in the thick of thoughts about World War II lately.
This summer Dave and I watched Dunkirk. I still find myself thinking about it here and there. That is a beautifully haunting movie. My favorite song filled up my favorite parts of the movie and made me cry. I am so grateful I don’t have to send Max to war. Oh please let’s never have to do that. Also, those poor soldiers had so much grit. How is our generation of shiny, distracting technology devices going to cope with hard things that come their way?
Then a couple weekends ago we watched The Darkest Hour...such an interesting different perspective on the same time frame of what was happening in the world. It made me so grateful for courage and bravery and what came out of those dark hours when all the world lived in uncertainty.
And this morning as I was filling the remnants of the breakfast dishes I was in tears as I finished listening to The Nightingale (here).
So much bravery and beauty woven into that book. Still another angle so beautifully written about two sisters in those dark days when the world was being taken over by deceit and inhumanity and fear. So much to think about the nature of humans and in awe wondering (again, as we all wonder so many times) how could that ever happen? Makes me think of mob mentality and how much do we stand up for what we believe right here and now in the world of today and how much do we let slip? And what does what we let slip mean as life as we know it continues to be unveiled?
Made me wonder at the goodness intermingled into even the dark characters, and the darkness that seeped into the good as well. And how standing for something can hurt. Sometimes enough to kill you.
Made me also examine what am I doing to create grit in my life. And what can I learn from the stories of grit filling the pages of that book? That grit that so many of those characters expanded their capacity for as they trudged through the excruciating circumstances they endured.
I love how good books (and movies) can make you think!