This week I’ll have a dual Remembrance day. Besides the time to remember those fallen and currently in war zones on my behalf, I’ll be staying in my recently deceased father’s house in Lafleche, Saskatchewan.
One of our parishioners was used for a poster in the Second World War. At 91 he is not the robust man of years gone by. But for many, his and others’ lives are on view for us. Our freedom of movement, expression, and dare we even say, religion, was defended by them.
My father was a conscientious objector in the Second World War. This past year, at 90, he died. For many like him, he sought to find a new way to peace. This was brought into his approach in family life, work and church. He walked the second mile for many, and gave more of himself than anyone who demanded a pound of flesh from him.
Both these men are on the peace continuum. I trust, should I be faced with a decision to participate in a war, that I, too, would trust myself to God and seek His direction that peace may be found on this earth.