Saw the movie for about the 12th time on ABC last night...and as many times as I've seen it, I just love the way it ends. With James Francis Ryan as an older man at the grave of Captain Miller who led the group that found and saved him wondering if he had truly "earned" the honor of having others die to save him.
Can't help but reflect on my life to wonder if I'm earning the honor of having had millions of people die for my freedom. More importantly it also causes me to reflect on whether I'm truly living the life God wants me to live...after all, he sacrificed his one and only son for me (and all of you btw)...the very least I can do is try and make him proud.
Can't help but reflect on my life to wonder if I'm earning the honor of having had millions of people die for my freedom. More importantly it also causes me to reflect on whether I'm truly living the life God wants me to live...after all, he sacrificed his one and only son for me (and all of you btw)...the very least I can do is try and make him proud.