Topic of the day: Sacrifice.
Though today was a balmy 900 degrees with 6,000% humidity, I’m reminded that I really have nothing to complain about. My freakishly-like-me children opted for lasagna over the traditional Easter ham and accoutrements, the sun shone, I survived Easter Mass with no lightning strikes, and I was actually able to talk to those important to me- unlike those who sacrifice on the behalf of freedom.
I do not generally write regarding my faith and religious beliefs as they are very personal and private matters to me, but I am a believer. As those of us who follow Christ reflect on His love and sacrifice for our salvation, I believe it is our duty to show appreciation and reverance for His sacrifice by paying homage to the inherent willingness of so few to secure those rights enumerated a God-given and inalienable for so many.
I am reminded of the friend who leaves behind a wife and children, sacrificing his life in exchange for another, even though he had spent years saving countless other lives.
I am reminded of the father who lives with the demons who followed him home from the other side of the world.
I am reminded of those special people who took up arms to secure not only our freedoms, but enable those who have never been afforded such to have a glimpse of what it’s like to live free.
I am reminded of those who have gone before and never expected thanks.
And I am reminded of those who spend these days of holiness and reverence away from their loved ones, unable to share that for which they sacrifice to secure.
I don’t liken any man or woman to Christ or His sacrifice, but I would be remiss to not be appreciative of what they do on today of all days.
And for that sacrifice I will pray thanks that He has afforded us such a gift.