During lunch with our now deceased friend, Cliff, Kathy and I learned about Cliff’s service on a Navy destroyer during World War II when a Kamikaze pilot hit and sunk the ship. Half of the crew died that day.
Cliff watched helplessly as two sharks devoured his friend, while he desperately tried to pull him to safety. Cliff carried that burden around the rest of his life.
He and the men on that ship who defended our country are all heroes, worthy of honor. I’m grateful for those like Cliff who have fought for our freedom.
Psalm 144:1 says, “Blessed be the Lord, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle.”
Today, let’s honor those who served in the most dangerous workplace: the battlefields.