A couple of years back, like many, I was glued to my TV screen with a cuppa and a scone. As the credits rolled, so did the tears. I was a fairly new writer, and understood the power the written word posessed. I had just finished watching the last episode of Season Three in the saga of "Downton Abbey", the wildly popular BBC series focusing on the privileged and not-so-privileged.
What we learned throughout the ongoing story was this: when it comes to disasters, it doesn't matter who you are or how much money you make — they happen to everyone, regardless of status.
Even though we were reminded of that truth during each episode, it wasn't until I viewed the final scene that it hit me like a monsoon. It was almost too much to bear. Just when I was reveling in the "happily ever after" scene, it happened. I couldn't believe it! I felt cheated. And slightly depressed.
Those of you who have seen it know what I mean. Did the writer want to add a wicked twist to the plot? Did the actor want out? If so, could I have obliged? For whatever reason, the results did not sit well with me.
Then, almost immediately, I began to think of myself and my role as a writer. I, too, have that power. The power to write in or write out characters at will. I realized I would have found difficulty in writing a scene so tragic. So unpredictable. So unwanted.
But that is the beauty of being a writer. I don't have to write scenes that lead to despair. And if I did, one thing is for sure — they would lead eventually to good. There would be a reason. All would work out in the end. It would give my readers hope. Because we all need hope in these days of uncertainty. And I know that my hope is in God, who does work all things together for good.
Those of you who are avid fans, what do you think? Did all things work out for good in the final season of "Downton Abbey"? That was Julian Fellowes prerogative. He held the pen.
How would you have written the ending?
Have you ever come to the end of a movie, hoping against hope it would end differently? But a movie full of hope, joy and celebration? Such is Breathe directed by Andy Serkis and produced by his friend, and son of the MC, Jonathan Cavendish. Claire Foy (The Crown) as the wife, Diana Cavendish once again shows her quiet determination as she cheers and loves her husband until death parts them. Andrew Garfield (Spider-Man) acts the part of the once athletic tea merchant, Robin Cavendish, who is struck down with polio in the 60’s. He’d rather die than live imprisoned in an institution for life, but his wife refuses to give in to his request. With new hope, Cavendish shoots for the impossible and hits the mark many times. With cadre of resourceful, visionary friends, he breaks out of the institution and continues to breathe and experience life with his wife and young son with the help of a chair designed with an electric respirator. Now, nothing can stop him. Robin goes on to bless other disabled patients and enrich his own life, always pushing the limits.
This story captured the celebration of life at all costs — until the end. I won’t spoil it for you, but I must be honest. I was truly disappointed. But, I understand I have no concept of what life would be like for someone like Robin Cavendish. But, Joni Ereckson Tada does. She’s lived the life of a quadriplegic for 51 years, and keeps on blessing others. Thank God for all those who persevere under trials and tribulations. Thank God for abundant LIFE!
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