This summer’s Olympics brought a new set of heroes to the forefront. Fierce gymnasts who hurled themselves into the air with what appeared to be reckless abandon, but represented hours of ritualistic repetition to perfect their routines. Swimmers who flew through the water at breakneck speeds. We saw a runner with no lower legs with the indomitable spirit of a champion to compete. These are the heroes witnessed through the media’s eyes and to some we bestow our national pride. They have worked hard and have earned that respect.
That said, there are a number of heroes who don’t get celebrated on a national level, but we recognize their sacrifice and the work they do. Our armed forces represent those who sacrifice time from their families, physical injury, and risk the ultimate sacrifice of their lives. They’re on the front lines to protect our country. Local, State, and Federal Police along with Fire Fighters, risk their lives in similar ways internally to protect us.
But what about the reluctant heroes that walk among us? The ones that, if you put them on the spot and told them they were a hero, would wave that comment away as if you were talking crazy.
The single parent who plays two parental roles, struggles to make ends meet, and still finds the strength to raise their kids is a hero. Maybe they’re not recognized by any news organization, but the children who are old enough to understand their sacrifice know.
The teacher who has inspired generations of children to learn, instilled a sense of wonder, and challenged their students to step outside the boundaries of themselves and reach beyond what they believe they are capable. Not every one of them is recognized, but any student who remembers those special teachers in their lives accepts them as heroes.
The person who doesn’t just talk about their religious faith, but lives it as an example to others every day. These people are heroes and can heal the souls of those around them.
Every one of us has heroes who touch our lives every day. If you acknowledge their heroism, they may be reluctant to accept that mantle. But if you take the time to recognize what they do for you and what they mean to you with heartfelt gratitude, the reluctant hero will always accept a hug.
Thank you. This was something I needed to read today. It makes me think of the Ray Boltz song “Thank You”, one of my favorites.