You Are Called Victor

I went to a memorial service this Tuesday morning for my friend.  He was a man who helped take care of my mother in the final, difficult stages of her life. He was a quite serving leader and he reminded me there are many people around us who step in we least expect and when we most need it, to help someone just because it’s the right thing to do. They serve others without notice or fanfare.  They serve others out of respect for the needs of others and for no other reason.

After paying my respects to the family, I picked up the prayer card for my friend.   It had a simple message that I’d like to share with you, the serving leader.

Do Not Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

 –     Mary Elizabeth Frye

I am the victor over death, I’m the spark of My Creator’s light.

Real strength comes from helping others and serving causes that make a difference to others and not always  yourself.  It not easy, but when you’re done, you leave an indelible mark on all around you. You are a Victor.

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