I was overwhelmed at the kindnesses expressed by many of you regarding the previous post “True Gifts.” Some commented here, others e-mailed, while still others sent texts.
Yesterday, an incredible man was laid to rest. And in keeping with both legacy and the season, he gave me three additional gifts in the form of poignant reminders.
It is my privilege to share them with you now.
1. Service to God and country affords freedom: both personal and collective.
I wept profusely at the privilege of witnessing military honors. I never tire of them. Sacrificing for freedom ushers in abundance of spirit. Abundance of spirit gives birth to possibility. And possibility is endless where freedom exists. Honoring God is the bonus that guarantees a kind of success that can’t be defined. Dale risked all, and therefore gained all; both by the world’s standards as well as Heaven’s.
2. Family Is a Grounding Source In All We Do.
What you are seeing present here, are Dale’s immediate family members plus a few employees and friends. Very few. It is mostly just family.
The community service will be after the first of the new year.
Pretty magnificent site, is it not?
Despite differences, disagreements and viewpoints that often may not align completely; at the end of the day, family matters. It grounds, supports, defines and refines us. All of us. While for many people, the basic family unit may not be pleasant, what we ultimately choose to do with those circumstances will make or break our lives.
What you choose to leave speaks very clearly to what you valued, invested in, and prioritized. Today I saw the fruit of that priority and it was a beautiful thing.
3. Never lose sight of where you came from and who you are.
The simple, unadorned beauty of Dale’s casket was thought provoking. Afterward, it was shared in conversation with a family member, that he personally dictated exactly how it was to be.
Community icon, extremely successful, capable and self-sufficient; Dale didn’t let it go to his head. Rather, he viewed his resources and positions as tools within a framework that allowed him to bless as well as influence others for good. Quietly. Faithfully. Without a lot of hoopla, fanfare or glory seeking. He was an individual that never lost sight of who he was or where he came from. A rather novel perspective in today’s Western Worldview, is it not?
Those are my three things. They were generous reminders, indeed.
I guess there were really four.
Never underestimate the power of association and friendship. It will make or break you; for influence is everything.
Merry Christmas to me.