I’ve mentioned before (sort of) how I think we should handle civil holidays in planning corporate worship. Just because I don’t think we should use patriotic material in a service of worship to God doesn’t mean that I don’t respect and honor this country and those who fight to maintain our freedoms. I am deeply grateful for the men and women who put their lives on the line every day so that in turn I can worship the one true God and enjoy countless freedoms others around the world can only dream of.

As I was boarding my flight from Atlanta to Washington D.C. today, I noticed a uniformed soldier a few rows ahead of mine. I smiled and nodded my head at him and he only returned the gesture with an almost imperceptible nod. As we were taxiing to the gate at Dulles International Airport, the Flight Leader announced the soldier’s presence and his purpose. He was escorting two fallen soldiers home from the Middle East (I assume). The passengers applauded as he left the plane. As I walked up the gangway and entered the terminal, I turned and looked out the windows and saw the soldier there waiting by the plane’s cargo bay. He had been joined by another solider. I wanted to see the two who died in service to their country. The luggage, the hotel, the conference can wait.

I saw a few pieces of luggage off-load onto the conveyor belt. Suddenly the two soldiers snapped to attention and saluted. The coffin of the first soldier slowly rolled down the conveyor and the escorts held their salute until their friend had been removed and placed safely on a truck dedicated to carrying him and his colleague. A few more pieces of luggage. Another salute at full attention. Another soldier who gave his life for mine. I was surprised at how moving this scene was to me. As I turned to make my way to the baggage claim after the soldiers were no longer in sight, I noticed that I wasn’t the only one there paying tribute. Many other passengers were there, too, all of them silent. I hope they were thankful for the sacrifice these two soldiers had paid.

This incident reminded me of another One who gave His life for mine so that in turn I can worship the one true God and enjoy the one freedom others around the world don’t even know they’re missing.

Lord Jesus,
It seems altogether inadequate to say, “Thank you,” for Your sacrifice.
But it’s all I know to say.
Through Your power and by Your grace I will strive to live a life worthy of the gospel.
Amen.