Find your voice
ut this little guy is everyman, hiding in little job because he doesn’t have great confidence in himself. He’s the chubby guy in the lunchroom who sat by himself avoiding social interaction. He’s the one who doesn’t say much or smile much because he’s got bad teeth.
And inside him, lay a spirit – his voice – that couldn’t be contained.
We’ve all got that spirit. All we have to do is find our voice.
Brothers In Arms
Matt wiped a tear from his eye when he saw his younger brother dressed in white, wearing a sailor’s cap, standing at attention in a sea of white uniforms. Tears streamed down my face as I was overwhelmed with pride. Grown men, brothers — my sons, who just a few years ago chased each other with a raggedy soccer ball in the backyard. Now, embarking on the long journey we adults share, they serve their country in wartime.