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Dunkirk, Our World, and Hope (In the Space of One Nap)

I went to see DunkirkĀ with my dad this weekend, a rare, baby-free outing inspired by my quest to find some activity to mark his upcoming birthday. I won’t spoil the movie for those who haven’t seen it, but the grimness of battle left me wanting to steal away with my little family to a remote corner of the world where we could remain untouched by war or any other threat by man.

Of course, it soon occurred to me that even running away couldn’t save us from the malevolence of the world, leaving me torn between guilt over bringing a perfect, innocent baby into such an imperfect world, and the desire to have ten more just like him to create more goodness.