On deliveries tonight (which really didn’t go as well as hoped), I listened to Skillet’s Monster on repeat.

I had Hero going, and then I decided I wanted to listen to Monster.

So, yeah.

But Hero did catch me.

A hero’s not afraid to give his life.

That goes along with John 15:13, “Greater love has no one than this: that he lay down his life for his friend.”

Think about it.

A hero is something who is willing to do whatever it takes, to fight for what’s right, to speak their mind, and to fight for the weak.

Who do you consider heroic?

Is it the soldier who lives down the street, who’s served several tours in the Middle East and maybe deals with PTSD or physical issues?

Is it the single mom next door who sacrifices time and energy and money to be there for her kids?

Is it the little girl at church who saved all her birthday and Christmas money to buy someone else something they needed?

A boy doesn’t have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn’t like pie when he sees there isn’t enough to go around.
Edgar Watson Howe

A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is brave five minutes longer.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.
Novalis

(www.brainyquote.com)

One person I consider a hero (aside from Jesus) is my BFF M.

No, she didn’t plan on dying.

But she took her faith with her to that school.

She was doing what she loved when she died.

She was helping a friend with family problems, someone said.

We often said she should’ve been a therapist, not a vet; she was good at helping people with their problems.

Often we joked that she was our own personal therapist—for FREE.

She died helping people.

Her mother said later that if you’d seen the car, you’d have thought the driver would’ve lived and the passenger would’ve died, but it was just the opposite.

She’s my hero.

Who’s your hero?

Advertisements