In an almost cliché image, the rain is coming down on the stoic faces of proud Texans who’ve come out in support of a local hero named Chris Kyle. They wave their hands and flags as the funeral procession passes by, complete with hundreds of Patriot Guard motorcycle riders, and scores of family, friends and teammates of the fallen soldier.
I’m writing this piece because it’s a long trip from Midlothian to Austin, where we will bury Chris in a little while, and I’ve realized that something needs to be said that hasn’t yet.
The grey sky today is the perfect metaphor for our collective mood in the country right now. The news headlines and our own financial concerns are hitting us every day with sour news. The dark skies are seen as a passing storm by some, or the start of “The Perfect Storm” by others. No matter the forecast, it’s cloudy and raining today. We can all feel it.
Enter into this scenario even more bad news, namely the untimely death of Navy SEAL Sniper, Chris Kyle. Most people will take this information, feel a tinge of sadness, comment, “What a tragedy,” and then move on with their lives, which is understandable. Others, however, will stop and take notice. Some may even learn something about this man- and capture a glimmer of hope.