My three boys (okay, my four boys) were way into the MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU pun yesterday. They donned their Star Wars gear and waved colorful light sabers in my face at every opportunity.
Is anything more exciting to young boys than a battle between Darkness and Light?
But as much as Light vs. Darkness seems a game, a fantasy, to them, it’s been pretty real for me lately.
Have you ever felt that when you’re on a mission to carry out some weighty work, the powers of Darkness launch a full-out attack on your hopeful, bright-eyed self?