I love this from CS Lewis: "If we are all going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb when it comes find us doing sensible and human things—praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts—not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs. They may break our bodies (a microbe can do that) but they need not dominate our minds.”
Everyday life, one important thing at a time, like matching shoes or a when the first wildflowers bloom, along with the discovery of places in France or Belgium that nobody had ever heard of before but were now the most important topic of the news, and the constant terror of mothers, whose sons and daughters were over there…
I love this from CS Lewis: "If we are all going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb when it comes find us doing sensible and human things—praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts—not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs. They may break our bodies (a microbe can do that) but they need not dominate our minds.”
Gosh yes… the ordinary as sensible and human. Perfect.x
This soothed something frazzled both deeply inside me and right there on the surface.
Thank you… that is exactly what I hoped it would do.x
To paraphrase a favorite author, ‘dreadful things are happening in the world. So are wonderful things. One does not keep the other from happening.’
Oh I love that Niki. It’s true and just right isn’t it?x
So true and so beautiful. You just gave me so much strength and so much hope. Thank you💗
You are so welcome. Sometimes we really just need things to be reframed a little don’t we?x
Just exactly this. Thank you.
And a book? Rilla of Ingleside by LM Montgomery.
Everyday life, one important thing at a time, like matching shoes or a when the first wildflowers bloom, along with the discovery of places in France or Belgium that nobody had ever heard of before but were now the most important topic of the news, and the constant terror of mothers, whose sons and daughters were over there…
You introduced me to Mrs. Miniver many years ago on your blog and I've loved her ever since. Time to revisit that book, I think....