My husband would like to have this quote etched over our mantle. It might not be a bad idea, how true it is. Is this sort of thinking lost in our generation? I know it is not all together lost, but in the day to day bustle of our very privileged lives, I think we forget. We forget that it is a privilege to get up on Sunday morning and go to church to worship. We forget that it is a privilege to wake up with the freedom to take our kids to school or the park or chick-fil-a. We forget that along the way, a lot of heroes clothed in bravery unspeakable, have died so that we back home can do these things. Thank you God for allowing us the privilege of walking along side of some of these heroes before you called them home...they were some of your best work!
If you have some time, check out this reflection post from our time in Normandy.
I am unwrapping my grateful heart today with Emily over at Chatting at the Sky.