Dear police officers,
I want you to know I see you.
I see you choose the booth in the restaurant that allows you to have your back against the wall.
I see you walking to your next traffic stop while you hope it’s not your last.
I see you pulled over two hours past your shift, as you finish your reports under a street light.
I see you as you direct traffic in scorching heat, the gusting snow, and the down pour rain.
I see you being filmed every time you try to do your job.
I see you as you watch mainstream media crucify your character while minimizing your cause.
I see that you are tired.
I see that you are frustrated and misunderstood.
I see that you are hurting as the world watches you bury your brothers and sisters because they were guilty of one thing; wearing a uniform with a badge.
I see you.
I see that you are flesh and bones like me.
I see that you are a human being who has a heart that beats for your calling to serve and protect.
I see your cause and I want you to know that I appreciate it. #WeveGotYour6
Written by Elizabeth Shiftwell, writer of Humanizing the Badge
Owe no one anything, except to love each other, for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law.
But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand
- Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
- When the best leader’s work is done the people say, “We did it ourselves.”
- When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.
Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. Since they were going the same way, he helped to carry part of the burden.
As they walked Mark discovered the boy’s name was Bill, that he loved video games, baseball and history, and that he was having lots of trouble with his other subjects and that he had just broken up with his girlfriend. They arrived at Bill’s home first and Mark was invited in for a Coke and to watch some television. The afternoon passed pleasantly with a few laughs and some shared small talk, then Mark went home.
They continued to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, then both graduated from junior high school. They ended up in the same high school where they had brief contacts over the years. Finally the long awaited senior year came and three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk.
Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met. “Did you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?” asked Bill.
“You see, I cleaned out my locker because I didn’t want to leave a mess for anyone else. I had stored away some of my mother’s sleeping pills and I was going home to commit suicide. But after we spent some time together talking and laughing, I realized that if I had killed myself, I would have missed that time and so many others that might follow. So you see, Mark, when you picked up those books that day, you did a lot more, you saved my life.”
There are a lot of people carrying baggage on their shoulder and on the verge of giving up. We are at times so immersed in our own lives that we fail to notice them. All they need sometimes is a little support and an ear to listen to them. A little encouragement can do wonders to boost one’s morale.