Last Saturday morning, I watched World War II vets deplane at Washington Reagan into an ocean of thank-you – a brass band, flags and beauty queens, shouts and cheers and handshakes. The rest of us, the racing travelers, joined in. We forgot about ourselves for a heavenly while.
“Six billion people live in this world, and I can only muster thoughts for one.” Donald Miller
“Don’t think only about your own affairs. . . .” Philippians 2:3-4