Life is in the dash. Do you know what dash I mean? I am talking about the dash that goes between your birth date and the date of your death? What are people going to say about your dash? Is your dash full of passion? Vigor? Hope? Compassion? Excitement? Adventure? Good Morals? Friendship? Love? Hate? Dread? Hopelessness? A walk with Christ? Christless? Lonely? Happy? Sad? Healthy? Sick? Helpful? Caring? Contented? What can be said about your dash? What you like said about your dash?
This is a picture of Sgt. Alvin C. York's grave. He was a distant relative of my husband. His dash was known for his bravery during war time. His struggle over going to war because of killing other humans. His gift of giving back to the county in which he was from by providing a high school to the area known as the York Institute.
My plan for this post didn't necessarily mean to tie in with Memorial day. But it wound up doing so. I just meant to demonstrate the dash of our lives. I hope my dash is as meaningful in some way. I pray yours is as well. We may not be military war heroes for our nation. But we are in fight every day for the souls of our children, grandchildren, friends, and neighbors. Are we good soldiers for the cause of Christ? Linda 1960 -