Remembering the Fallen

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Close your eyes and consider . . . what does it mean to die a sacrificial death for your country? What is the cost of protecting the innocent? How do we honor those who stood by their duty, staring death in the face? Do we ever remember? Do we ever thank the ones who serve us by endangering their own lives to keep the peace?

For the first time, our family had the chance to witness a ceremony that both sobered and convicted us. This was a memorial service in downtown Fresno honoring the fallen police officers. Although not a professed Christian service, Mrs. Clark and her choir stood singing Christ . . . giving comfort to those in mourning. Simon took his place among the choir and the rest of us had the privilege of witnessing the ceremony close up. After speeches, and songs, the names of officers fallen in action were read-a snowy dove released for each. Bagpipers solemnly piped their hymns and soloists offered their tributes as different branches of law enforcement solemnly looked on.

All in all, we realized how important it is to stop and remember. Remember those who die in sacrifice for us, though we may be unaware of the sacrifice when it is given. Remembering is important because as we reflect on the honor shown, it kindles an inspiration in our hearts to rise up and follow. Follow in the footprints of the brave.









When this 14 year old stood up to sing "You Raise Me Up", he amazed us. What a voice! One would not expect such tone and richness from one so young.

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Before returning home we stopped in Sanger to visit Great Grandma Lucille, my Dad's Grandma. Grandma Shirley was there, and we enjoyed a special visit with them both. :-) We love you Grandma's!

Jayni was anxious to show Grandma Shirley some of her work



My Grandma's are a treasure from the Lord. I have so much to learn from these great women of faith. Praise Him for their lives!

Here's an ending picture of Mom and Dad on one of their evening walks . . . :-)