We saw the
movie Prisoners this past weekend and I squirmed in my seat more than once. The
movie is a tense psychological thriller about the lengths a father will go to
when his daughter and her friend go missing while walking one day. The tension
is palpable throughout the movie and the premise is one of my worst nightmares
as a parent.
When I was
in high school, our band director and his family were on vacation in Colorado.
Their teen son went on a walk to go to a nearby store and was never seen or
heard from again. I remember all of the drama when he first went missing. It
was a tragic story that caused many parents in our West Texas community to watch
their children a little more closely.
As a parent,
it would be an unimaginable nightmare to not know where your child is. Once or
twice, my son failed to get home on time or answer his phone for an extended time
period and for just a bit I felt panicked. It was an overreaction but real for
me for a bit. I cannot imagine having a child go missing and not have any idea
where they were. And it happens … too often for too many parents.
And that is
the premise of the movie – parents dealing with a missing child.
But the
other piece of the movie is the question of how far a parent will go to find
that child. The movie asks, “What would you be willing to do – even beyond the
law – to get answers in that search? Would you be willing to harm another human
being? Would you step over that line if you thought it would bring your child
home?” There are many morality issues in this film that push the viewer to the
extreme. As I sat watching, I could not help wondering what I would do if my own
child was missing.
Our band
director spent thousands of dollars to set up a phone system that followed them
everywhere they went – in the late 1970s. They went back and forth to Colorado
for months searching for their missing son. They continued to search for years.
Their lives were changed forever. And they never got any answers as to what
happened to him.
In the
movie, the dad clearly crosses a moral and ethical line (even the trailer gives
that much away). And the viewer can’t help but wonder how far they would go in
similar circumstances. I, too, began to wonder where my line is.
Truthfully,
I have a pretty high doctrine of humanity. That means I am one of those people
who expect the best out of people. I assume folks will do the right thing and
that they will be their best selves. I got this doctrine from my parents – so I
blame them.
Sometimes it
means I get disappointed by the failures or behavior of others – and myself.
But I would rather err on the side of trusting others and expecting their best
than the alternative.
So as I sat
there in the movie, I knew to the core of my being that I have a fairly high
moral compass and would struggle to ever justify harming another human being –
even to get information about my own missing child.
I was raised
in a home with faithful parents. I was taught from an early age to “Do unto others as you would have them do
to you.” (Luke 6:31) I would not hurt another human being to get information
about my own child … at least that’s what I think.
I believe that there are limits – ethical limits – that bind
us as humans one to the other and should keep us from harming others for our
own purposes. I’m an idealist – I know that. There is evil done to others for
personal, selfish, and ridiculous reasons daily. I love my son but my faith
leads me to only do unto others what I would have them do to me.
I watch over my son the best ways I can. And I pray for his
safety. I teach him to be aware of his circumstances as he navigates a major
metropolitan city on his own. I protect him the best ways I can. But he is a
young man who needs to venture out and be his own person. And we have taught
him well. Beyond that I have no idea what else to do.
Would I harm others to protect him? Wow – that’s a hard one.
But if someone attacked him and I was standing nearby I think my “Momma Bear”
would probably come raging to the surface.
Would I harm others to get information if he went missing?
Lord, I hope not. I really don’t think so.
Will I do everything to teach him to protect himself and be
the best he can be? Absolutely.
My faith teaches me to pray for those who are missing and for
their families who miss them each and every day. And to pray for their safe
return.
The best I can do is to be the best parent I can be and
sometimes that is really hard … but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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