For some reason the lyrics to Paul Overstreet’s song titled “Heroes” has been playing in my mind:
“Cause you know heroes come in every shape and size
Making special sacrifices for others in her lives
No one gives them medals, the world don't know their names
But in someone's eyes, they're heroes just the same.”
Here are a few commonalities of some of my personal heroes:
> Love – somehow, they seemed to love me despite knowing me.
> Vision – they remained relentlessly focused on the big picture.
> Learning – they insisted that I LEARN, both the easy and hard lessons.
> Reflection – they modeled and required of me reflective practice.
> Kindness – kindness was the constant, even when unwarranted.
> Steadiness – they were emotional rocks during storms of chaos.
> Faith – they lived out their belief in a higher Being, but in myriad ways.
Some of my heroes have passed, but many of them are still walking around.
It’s been a comforting exercise thinking about them.
Makes me wanna be like them.