When I was in fourth grade I was following my dad around helping him with all this apartment manager jobs in Albuquerque New Mexico, and he asked me what in my life was worth giving my life if it was asked of me?
You think as a little kid this would startled me, but my dad was constantly asking these types of questions always making me reconsider how I viewed life.
Silently contemplating his question he continued: he taught that you could measure the worth of someone's life by the things they are willing to die for.
I have thought about this question a million times since that day and even more so since my fathers death.
So using my dads reasoning I want to list out the worth of my dads life-
Willing to die for:
-neighbor (near or far)
-to be a buffer of protection against those oppressed by tyranny
Well because he did die for those things, but more importantly he lived for those things.
So many times we can list what we will die for, but unless we dedicate our lives to live for those things our sacrifice would be meaningless.
My dad sought a relationship with all these items by serving, learning, and teaching.
If you are willing to die for something, make sure you live for it first.
Challice Finicum Finch July 26, 2016