Hero: a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities.
When my husband was 18 years old, he wanted to be a Marine. His father was a Marine, as was his grandfather and great-grandfather and so on and so forth. Unfortunately things didn't work out, so being a Marine was not in his future...
At one time he considered Law Enforcement until he realized you had to protect the guilty from the victim's daddy.
He did a brief stint on the VFD, but full time Fire Fighting didn't happen, either.
My husband has a great desire to be a hero. In his mind the above vocations offer a man that opportunity. As each year passes, and he gets another year older, I often see the what-ifs in his eyes.
It amazes me that he doesn't see the heroism I see.
He may not boast a military allegiance, but in the Army of the Lord, he is quite a soldier. He may never save someone from a burning building, but many will be rescued from the fires of hell. He may never take a bullet in the line of duty, but fiery darts of the wicked are aimed at him constantly for the ministry's sake. He has never ran from responsibility, and he has always had my back.
Sacrifices are made every day by ordinary men who get up, go to work, come home, and flee from temptation. They father children they did not sire, bolster the weak, protect the innocent, and guide the lost. They show those who are broken how they can be mended. They speak softly and still make an impression. They stand for what they believe to be true.
Every good man is a hero to someone.
Who's yours?
