Today is Veterans Day - no apostrophe necessary.  I guess I'm just old enough to remember the "other names"...  Armistice Day, or Remembrance Day.  My niece left yesterday for the Great Lakes Naval Training Center - to become one more of America's great servicemen.  Her family had a fitting farewell for her - with veterans from several decades coming to honor her decision to follow their lead.  (Happen to be curious why November 11th was selected?  It is the anniversary of the signing of the Armistice that ended World War I - where major hostilities of that war were formally ended at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918.)  I join David in the ranks of being so very proud of a relative who has chosen to dedicate years of their lives in service to others.  Way to go, Kristen - you are one of my heroes.

High School DGroups also serve this week - in areas around the Metroplex.  And we are also very proud of them, and the hours they will give to others.  Oh, it won't be on a battlefield or aircraft carrier, but it will be a sacrifice.  It's easy to put off homework until Sunday and miss out on the "Serve" component of DGroups.  But many will plan ahead - and show up at the planned event to hand out socks and feed the homeless, to work at a local school, encourage teens that don't live, dress or talk like them, or help in the yardwork of a church that barely speaks English.  They won't be in the headlines of Monday's newspapers but angels will be singing their praises to the Father. 

Today, my heart and thanks go to all the veterans (my own Daddy served in World War II and my husband and 2 brother-in-laws were in the Vietnam Conflict).  And I am so very proud of all the teenagers and sponsors who will give up a few hours on Sunday to help someone they do not know.  And a message to those teens:  "Thank you for leading the way for those younger than you, and for showing the "older folks" what a great future we have in your hands."

Cindi Schrimsher