A Note From
As I write this, I’m sitting in that little room at my doctor's office where you wait forever. You know the one, where you’re convinced they have forgotten about you.
Before they call me back to “twilight zone“, I notice an elderly man reading a book and waiting as well.
I notice his hat. It has all kinds of metals on top. He was proudly displaying a Silver Star he earned in military combat.
I wasn’t really sure exactly what this Silver Star meant so, you guessed it, I googled it!
Come to find out, it is the United States Armed Forces third highest personal decoration for valor in combat.
As I glance his way from time to time, my mind conjures up all sorts of battle situations that could have possibly earned him that metal.
What was his story? Who did he save? Or, how many?
Was there someone laying there bleeding with no hope?
Did he put himself in a situation that could’ve resulted in, “laying down his own life for a friend?”
As I was JUST ABOUT to ask him, I hear, “Roger!”
Yeah, exactly, I was called back to the room of no return by the nurse.
I will never know the answer to all those questions. But, it brought to my remembrance once again to, “keep the fight” for the hurting and hopeless people that come across our paths every single day.
"Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him."