When Memorial Day rolls around each year, I must confess that often the first thing I think of is what fun will come of this three-day weekend and how we will celebrate this carefree kick-off to summer.
But, somewhere along the way, I pause to think about the why. Why is a national holiday necessary to remind the living to remember the dead?
Maybe because it is all too easy to forget.
And the parades and ceremonies and the colorful flags, they help to raise up memories of our fallen heroes.
I was inspired by this touching article from a woman reflecting on the lessons she learned about heroism as a child hearing stories about the uncle she never knew. It got me thinking about what it really means to be a hero.
I know there are many definitions of that word, but my mind automatically goes to Hebrews 11 and the Heroes of the Faith listed there. Those of whom the scripture says “the world was not worthy.”
And, of course, Jesus, who sacrificed His life for ours – He is the Ultimate Hero!
Because of Him, we can lift the white flag of surrender and be saved from the tyranny of sin. And when we do, we will be like the saints of old, looking forward to the promise of eternal life.
By faith, carrying the flag of true freedom. Hope held high, waving in the wind.
“Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise; His greatness no one can fathom.” Psalm 145:3
Have a blessed weekend!