Hero's

My Sisters

 

 

Somewhere in time, a few years ago, I heard a song performed by a blue grass band called “The Isaacs.”  They sing Christian music and I enjoy listening to them.  This is a little surprising since I’m not a huge fan of country music.  The first time I heard their song about Hero’s it made me cry.  It made me think about one of my sisters.  The next time I heard it, it made me cry again, but this time I thought of a different sister.

I sat the other day and listened again and realized they had three of my four sisters mentioned in their song.  They are all heroes. 

The first verse is about a couple taking care of their special needs child.  I have a sister that has taken such good care of her son with autism that he is doing great.  He’s getting ready to graduate high school.  He might have made it without her help, but I’m sure her love and support has really made his life better.  I know she fought battles to allow him opportunities he might not have gotten otherwise.  My sister is my hero.

The second verse is about a childless couple that adopts.  I have a sister that wasn’t childless.  She had two children of her own, but she knew there were children in this world with no one to love and care for them.  She became a foster parent and gave a safe haven to many children.  Then one day, they placed a beautiful baby girl in her hands.  She was to keep the baby until the adoption with another set of parents went through.  God knew this little girl was already with the family she needed. When the adoption didn’t go through, my sister adopted her instead. This little girl is a young lady and has had a mother that has loved and cared for her throughout her life and she is still doing it. My sister is my hero.

The third verse is about teachers.  I had the opportunity to teach for a brief period of time, so I know a little bit about this.  I have a sister that has taught school for several years.  She doesn’t do it for money because as an intelligent hardworking person, she could do almost anything.  She teaches because she cares.  My sister is my hero.

There is no fourth verse to this song, but if there was, it would be about single parents. My sister is trying to do it all.  Work, pay the bills and provide for her children. She needs to love them, guide them and take care of them and she does all of that and more. My sister is my hero.

Sisters are the ones you always go too when you need to talk.  No matter how far away they are, they are still close in my heart. Today, I share this because I love my sisters, they are beautiful and special ladies.

 1 Corinthians 13

New International Version (NIV)

13 If I speak in the tongues^[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. ² If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.