CRY, THE BELOVED COUNTRY
I was about to return home from the West Coast on a red-eye
flight. Having finished reading my
current book and anticipating being awake for most of the night, I searched
through the shelves of books at my son’s home.
They are all avid readers and I knew I’d find something interesting and
worthwhile to read. Their open minds
were evident as I went from shelf to shelf, finally settling on Cry, The
Beloved Country by Alan Paton. What
piqued my interest to start with was the date it was written – 1948. The book opens with Notes on the 1987, 1959
and 1948 editions. I was ready to read
a good classic.
Comments on the cover of the book reviewers of The New York
Times and The New Republic proved to be so true: “A beautiful novel, rich, firm
and moving… its writing is so fresh its projection of characters so immediate
and full, its events so compelling , and its understanding so compassionate
that to read the book is to share intimately, even to the point of catharsis,
in the grave human experiences treated.” (The
New York Times). From The New Republic:” …an impassioned novel
about a black man’s country under white man’s law is a work of wearing beauty… a
deeply moving story of the Zulu pastor, Stephen Kumalo and his son Absalom, set
against the background of a land and a people riven by racial injustice. Remarkable for its lyricism, unforgettable
for character and incident, Cry, the Beloved country is a classic work of love
and hope, courage and endurance, born of the dignity of man.”
If you want your mind to be stirred, your heart to ache for
another human being, this must be your next read.
Pastor Kumalo leaves his small burro in Natal
for the city of Johannesburg
at the urging of his wife, in response to a letter received from Theophilus
Msimangu, a fellow pastor living in this great city. Trembling, they opened the letter wondering
if it could contain news of his brother John, or, his sister Gertrude, both
having left the rural life for the city.
Or, could it be about their son, Absalom, who had also left in search of
more? Absalom, whom they had not heart
from, but for whom their hearts ached?
Pastor Kumalo’s journey into Johannesburg
brings the landscape of South
Africa to life. The help he received from his friend and the
Christian community in this big, frightening city will warm your heart. At one point, trying to express his thanks to
Mrs. Lithebe who has opened her small house to him, and then also to Gertrude,
feeding them from her small supply, she receives his thanks with “Why else do
we live?”
This is a story of a father searching for his lost son, a
lost sister, a lost brother. The father
in the 15th chapter of Luke in the parable of the prodigal son will
come to mind--a father with his forehead pressed to the windowpane, waiting,
watching, hoping. But Pastor Kumalo must
return home to his wife with hard news and together they face the reality of
their son’s circumstances.
I’m so thankful I “stumbled” upon this book! It has been
good for me to be a part of Pastor Kumalo’s story. You will feel likewise, I know.