“Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.” – Winston Churchill
My husband and I watched American Sniper last night. Wow! It was heartwrenching-inspiring. It’s the kind of movie that stays with you.
I recognize how clueless I am to the complexities of war. They don’t fit into the parameters of my neatly ordered world. War is so messy…Bloody…Heartbreaking…. Hard decisions are made that may seem heartless-cruel. In American Sniper, the main character, Kris Kyle, reluctantly shoots a child and then his mother as they are carrying a bomb with the intent of throwing it in order to blow up American servicemen on a specified mission. This is so beyond the paradigm of my thinking. I have no point of reference for this. I have no words for an ideology that exposes young hearts to this kind of hate and violence. It makes me sad.
Kris Kyle, seemingly had no choice considering his job, dedication to his country, and his passion to protect the men he was serving with. All the rules of civility are blurred and grayed in a world fighting the insane cruel tyranny of terrorism. No wonder so many of these men and women come home so physically and emotionally messed up. It’s just hard…. It always has been…
I am grateful for the men and women who have walked and are still walking in the dangerously complex war torn regions of the world that presently keep many of the atrocities of terrorism at bay, allowing me to live free and secure. Freedom comes at a great cost to these men, women, and their families; one I don’t fully understand. I see life through the eyes of my safe suburban world.
The most honoring response I know is to live fully, embrace my freedom, steward it well, be productive, make a difference for others, and never lose sight of how much this sacrifice cost. What has been done and what is to be done, truly matters and must be remembered.
I pray earnestly each night for the safety of those I love because of the personal tragedy of loss experienced by my own family, but I recognize that I need to be more aware of others. I must whisper a prayer of thanks and safety for those who make it possible for me to lay my head on a pillow at night and sleep in peace. I am clueless as to what those halfway around the world bravely face while I sleep…..
I am grateful for them and the Prince of Peace who will come again to restore order and peace, execute justice, and make all things right. (Revelation 21:5) That is our hope….
Until then we pray… We trust….We live out our freedom with intention, honoring God and those who fought to preserve it.
Still surrendering… Trying to understand …