How would you finish that sentence? I will never forget the first time I met my spouse? I will never forget the day my child was born, went to college or got married. I will never forget the stranger (or at least someone I didn’t know) who pushed our car out of the snow.
Some “I will never forget moments” are sad, heart-breaking, and filled with grief. It might be the news of cancer or a heart attack. Every family has buried someone dear: a friend, a spouse, a family member, a child.
For some, their “I will never forget” memory is when a soldier, an officer, or pastor/priest knocks on their door to say what they already knew in their heart. It is that “I will never forget” memory that we are remembering this week. America is memorializing that ultimate sacrifice for freedom that has left an unfilled void in our families, communities, and country. I have never experienced that “knock” on the door, but for those of you who have, my heart goes out to you.
The Bible reminds us that there is no greater love than to lay your life down for another. Those who have died serving others have demonstrated this love. May we never forget and may we honor those who have never come home to their loved ones and may we show compassion to those who have had to stand in the whirlwind of that loss.
America has been, is being, and will be shaped by our collective “I will never forget” memories.
