The hero is the man dedicated to the creation and / or defense of reality-conforming, life-promoting values.
Heroism is not only in the man, but in the occasion.
It doesn’t take a hero to order men into battle. It takes a hero to be one of those men who goes into battle.
We must be prepared to make heroic sacrifices for the cause of peace that we make ungrudgingly for the cause of war. There is no task that is more important or closer to my heart.
It is surmounting difficulties that make heroes.
We little knew that morning
God was going to call your name
In life we loved you dearly
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
Feeling so lost and all alone
I want to bury all the memories
Leave no trace that you ever existed
Maybe then I could sleep at night
Maybe then my eyes will be free
From all the tears
The Comfort and Sweetness of Peace
After the clouds, the sunshine,
after the winter, the spring,
after the shower, the rainbow,
for life is a changeable thing.
Dreams drift away like leaves on the water.
They roll down the river and slip out of sight.
Too many times we do what we ought.
Put off ’til tomorrow what we’d really rather do tonight
And later realize.
Happy Memorial day
If I knew it would be the last time
That I’d see you fall asleep
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.