Heroes

I was standing among heroes. Walking slowly among the crosses I was humbled by the sacrifice made by so many men and women for the cause of freedom. Those who died did so never knowing the enduring impact of their actions; yet they acted because they believed in the cause. They had faith and a belief that their contribution to the effort mattered. I was grateful to stand in that place and remember them.

Tunisia is home to one of 17 U.S. WWII military cemeteries and is the only one in all of Africa. This sacred soil was a gift of the Tunisian government to the U.S. for bringing freedom to this land, wrenching it from the hands of cruel men, dictators, who took rather than gave.

I was honored to walk among these fallen heroes

I was standing among heroes. I listened to men and women who had given up home and all it’s comforts, choosing to live away from the joys of being with family and friends because they believed in an eternal cause. They believe in a cause of eternal life and no sacrifice is too great to deliver the message of freedom. This was a reunion of Christian workers who have faith and a belief that their contribution to His effort to see people come to freedom mattered. I was grateful to stand in that place and be counted among them.

They were two experiences yet similar feelings. Tonight, I am grateful for those who stand with us in support and prayer to tell the story that changes lives. In the midst of struggle and even sorrow I can say it matters. To those who are coming to truth, to our heavenly Father and to me, your efforts matter. You are my heroes.