The Rudder

Anyone who has seen the opening scene of "Saving Private Ryan" will agree with me that the first ten minutes are the most intense, if not realistic battle scene ever put to film. The first time I saw it, I was ducking for cover, I was sweating-I almost thought I was there. Evidently, some of the men who were actually there at the invasion, saw the movie and they had tears of remembrance, streaming down their faces it was so realistic.


I have heard stories about D-Day, and read about it in history books, I have a good understanding of what the Allies were trying to accomplish with the mission. It was about good trouncing evil. The price was high in lives, but it was something that had to be done. It wasn't until I semi experienced it through the movie that the head knowledge hit home to have an inkling of heart knowledge.

They say, the longest distance is from your head to your heart. For so many years I had head knowledge; between going to church and attending a Christian High School, I was full of the knowledge of God and of why Jesus came, and agreed that was all neat and cool, but it had nothing to do with my heart. But once that God sized void in my heart was filled, only then did I really know the difference.