Look at what we have become, for this world has taken the word “Mercy” and turned it into some halftime show that we watch at the expense of others. Think back in your mind and remember a time when you saw a person in need, maybe it was a homeless person or even a friend in need of a ride home. I guarantee that one of the first thoughts was how it could ruin a time schedule or what you could get out of helping that person. What a twisted place we have learned to love, this world where we take Gods given mercy and use it for our own benefits. Life was a gift to us, not a right we have. The one thing that is polite to do with gifts is share them, what greater a gift can you share than the gift of helping to save a life?
In this book the father and son come across a man who had been struck by lightning at first, in which the boy shows compassion for and this could also signify his youth and innocence. The man who has come to terms with reality knows that there is nothing that they can do. Also, later on in the story, around page 65 in my version they come across this group of truckers, one man comes out and is about to use the bathroom in the woods and invites them over to his truck but the father takes immediate offense and somehow the boy gets involved and the father has to kill the guy in order to save his son. This part of the book defined the father in my eyes, the father says after it happened “It was my God sent mission to protect you”, which is ironic because earlier on in the book he was cursing God and asking why He wasn’t there.
Why has our society lost its innocence? Do we see no problem here? Maybe if we tried to revert back to a time where things were good and people actually had intense amounts of passion for one another, then we would be doing ok. We wouldn’t struggle to find love in the darkness.
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