The “D” in D-Day literally just stands for “Day” – for the military it’s still used, but more loosely now, to indicate the starting day of an operation (like the day of the Normandy landing). On this 75th anniversary of D-Day I’m reminded of my grandfather, who died 8 years ago at the age of 93, who was part of the Normandy invasion. I saw a video today of a 97 year-old man who parachuted today into Normandy to reenact the invasion. It really made an impression on me – not so much that he parachuted at 97 years-old (although that was amazing!!), but that he thought it was that important to reenact and remember the invasion.
John 15:13 says: “Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.” The D-Day invasion was a laying down of life for the saving of others – of strangers.
For those that have painful memories haunt them or who are going through horrific events, similar in intensity to D-Day but different by all other counts, there is one who can walk through the fire through you, and His name is Jesus.
“…I’ll count the joy come every battle
‘Cause I know that’s where You’ll be.” Hillsong