The collective sorrow of this day that is commemorated around the world almost overwhelmed me today. In Canada, we call it Remembrance Day and I cannot write today without acknowledging its presence. Every year on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, the two minutes of silence receives my utmost respect and thanksgiving.
At the National War Memorial in Ottawa, countless numbers of Canadians braved the cold wind to honour those that have died for our freedom. One elderly gentleman who served was asked what goes through your mind during the silence and he said it just goes blank. He was then overcome with emotion, 70 years after he served. A testament to the deep, long lasting effects that war can induce in a heart.
Every year the sacrifices given by these men and women so that we are able to live in a free country goes deeper into my heart. I have relatives that served but did not lose their life and so I cannot relate in that way. My gratitude and empathy for those amazing families and their loved ones that died is deeply heartfelt.
I can’t help but think of the sacrifice that Jesus gave us at this time. I think because we take our freedom for granted in this country where we are so blessed. We forget all the war and strife and instability because it is not our everyday reality unlike many countries in the world. Even when people serve our country, it may be easy to forget or take that for granted because the war is not here. Not the one we can see anyway.
Just like men and women have given their lives, Jesus did that for the ultimate freedom. We can live freely in our country because men and women have fought for it but we can live forever in heaven because Jesus freely gave His life.
John 3:16’For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.’
So to Jesus and to all who gave their lives. Words are not enough.