Christ Our Brother

The year was 1942. A U.S. Army lieutenant was deeply troubled. The troop-transport ship to which he was assigned had just landed on the northwest coast of Africa and the men were to capture a highly strategic airfield. Its defense was extremely tight. The lieutenant, whose title was “Morale and Special Services Officer,” was ordered to stay aboard ship. He was told he would be needed later, to organize entertainment for battle-weary troops. He felt disturbed at the thought of being in safety while his fellow soldiers were in great danger. When reports arrived of heavy U.S. casualties, the lieutenant climbed down to a rubber raft. A colonel stood at the rail screaming, “Soldier, where do you think you’re going?” The lieutenant replied, “Sir, I belong with my brothers.” He then waved and started rowing.

We call Jesus Christ “Lord,” and rightly so. We call Him “Master,” and well we should. We call Him “King,” and for good reason. We bow before Him as…