Since my husband is a little more into this

than an English drama, I wasn’t sure if he’d like King’s Speech or not. But, we committed to go with some couples from church (some Brits in that mix, no less) to a little local theater to see it tonight. Once that sitter is lined up, we’re committed.

And….we loved it. We both really really liked it. Didn’t even matter that there weren’t any crazy chase scenes or plot twists or spies with gadgets or any of that stuff. Who wouldn’t simply love a true story of a great man who feared the greatness that he was called to but was able to overcome a disability to be the man he was meant to be.

I loved story of the King’s wife. She said she turned down his first two wedding proposals because she did not want to live the life of royalty and have to live in the public eye, fulfilling duty and giving up her own life. And, yet, she married the Duke of York who became King of England. And, she was never depicted as giving it a second thought. In fact, she took her job as his wife very seriously. I love how dedicated she was to getting him help to overcome his speech impediment. And, I love seeing how his fears and failures so deeply affected her and how his success and growth brought her such joy.

Mark loved the story of hope and of a man’s victory over his fears and insufficiencies, victory with the help of a man who lacked all qualifications on paper but was able to see through the pomp and circumstance to see a man who was worthy simply because of who he was.

The Brits with us were crying through it even.

Gotta see this one, people, if you haven’t already.