My Hero

At the risk of sounding sentimental and melodramatic, I’d like to direct everyone’s attention away from the immediacy of their normal lives to consider a man who is my friend and who has just recently become my hero.

An embedded reporter with the 48th in Iraq has been following this man around and has just published an article in the Atlanta Journal Constitution about his courage. His name is 1st Lt. John Fisher.

When the Army called him to go to Iraq, he stepped forward without hesitation. When the time came to leave the comforts of his job, his country and his newlywed wife, he went. When his men (his terminology) were killed by a roadside bomb, he stepped forward and volunteered to recover their remains. When he had his cheek bone shattered and the doctor suggested he fly back to the states, he protested because he wanted to get back to his men. Time and time again his God-enabled courage has been tried and proven and the once uneasy guy has become an honorable man.

And let’s not forget the other hero in the story. After losing her husband to a strange land and a difficult calling after only 3 weeks of marriage, Sara Fisher has continued to love and support her husband though half a world apart. Without her love and loyalty, Jon would not be the man who is today.

Let’s take just a moment and thank God for these two heros who have set aside the comforts of life for a mission greater than themselves. Thank you God for these who are “what others do not want to be”.