I consider myself blessed. I have not (as far as I know)
lost a family member in active duty. My enlisted students all have returned
home safely from their time overseas. My friends’ lives have been spared while
serving our country.
Still, I have spoken with a gold star mother and father. I
stand in awe of their strength as they speak about their son and all he did for
our nation. I can’t imagine sending a son or daughter overseas, but for them to
receive that devastating news that their son died in battle and still to
dedicate their lives to helping others through his memory … they are infinitely
stronger than I am.
We never can be certain of how we will react in any
situation, I only can pray that God would give me the ability to have the same
courage, fortitude and love as they have demonstrated.
I’ve written of this before, but until I met some of the
most amazing veterans at BraveHearts, my heart really didn’t understand the
sacrifice. I’m embarrassed to say that I haven’t always been as vocal about my patriotism
as I should be. I try to go out of my way to speak to and thank servicemen and
–women.
I now understand that the gift of service to our country is
one that cannot be underplayed. It is an honorable and beautiful choice. It is
one of those callings that is the closest one can get to laying down one’s life
for a friend.
So this weekend, I am remembering those brave men and women
who gave the ultimate sacrifice – who shed their very blood so that our country
might prevail – so that I might live in the comfortable freedom the United
States of America affords me.
Thank you, fallen men and women of our military. Your
sacrifice is not – and never will be – forgotten.
May God bless you eternally.