By Lynna Clark
Fishing with much younger buddies at the Outer Banks, daddy lept over a steep washed out shoreline into the surf. Snatching up the twenty-two inch puppy drum which had fought its way off the hook, he made his way back up the embankment to the amazement of his friends. My brother-in-law Milton said he caught sight of daddy in mid-air as he took quick action not to lose the catch of the day. One of the guys asked, “How old did you say he is?” “Eighty!” he responded as they all shook their heads in wonder. Daddy’s a little bit amazing.
He called me last night and we had the best visit. He wanted to thank us for the Veterans’ Day card. I said, “Thank you daddy, for your service!” His reply was puzzling to me.
“I never have thought of myself as ‘serving.’ But I guess somebody had to do it. I was just on an aircraft carrier during the Korean War. I didn’t really see action.”
Everyday heroes are my favorite. Folks who just do whatever’s needed without any fanfare. Steady in the day to day, serving behind the scenes, making things easier on others.
Maybe you are that person.
Someone’s day is better because you made coffee. No big deal, except for the person who needed the coffee. [You may have saved a life or two!]
Your wife has a happy heart because you made dinner.
Currently you’re teaching your toddler where her nose is. That’s sure to come in handy one day.
Your pastor is not quite as weary because you gave him a word of encouragement.
The prisoner you know has a little speck of hope because you dropped him a postcard.
Everyday heroes are my favorite…even if they aren’t agile enough to snatch puppy drums from the surf.
“Lord, when did we ever see You hungry and feed You? Or thirsty and give You something to drink? Or a stranger and show You hospitality? Or naked and give You clothing? When did we ever see You sick or in prison and visit You?”
“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you were doing it to Me!” –Matthew 25:37-40
