We saw Les Miserables last night at the movie theater. As we drove home, my wife asked me if I liked it or The Hobbit better. I said they were both different movies, but Les Miserables stirred the soul.
What
a movie. That’s all I can say. What a movie.
What
it reminded me of was other things, the things I’ve read and seen that stirred
my soul.
Like
Don
Quixote by Cervantes.
Great
Expectations
by Charles Dickens. And perhaps David
Copperfield. (My wife prefers A
Tale of Two Cities.)
Chariots
of Fire. Slumdog Millionaire.
There
are other films and books, of course. Things come first to mind for me. There
is something about all of them – a certain nobility of spirit, an aspiration
for something higher, a reach inside ourselves for something that touches and
wraps our hearts.
I
considered something else, too. This soul-stirring business – it’s likely why I
write.
What
stirs your soul?
