In the small country town of Eagle Mountain, we settled in on the lawn of a small outdoor amphitheater for a Clint Black concert. It was the culmination of the week long Pony Express festivities. The large crowd was friendly and well mannered. An occasional police officer on horseback could be spotted on the hill overlooking the amphitheater.
Prior to the concert, numerous members of the community were acknowledged for their spirit of volunteerism and service to their community. A local children’s dance group performed for the cheering crowd. Recognition was given to a Marine who had lost his life while serving his country. This caught me by surprise, as it was my son Cpl. Adam Galvez this tiny community honored. I was deeply touched given the fact that we were guests of a soldier who spent more than 20 years in the Army and suffered multiple disabling injuries in while in Iraq. He and his wife are very much local heroes who have overcome extreme adversity and embraced life to the fullest. Our families joined by the tragedies of war, and a community grateful for their freedom.
We watched the concert under the stars and the spectacular fireworks display that followed. I was overwhelmed with how wonderful it felt to be among the people of this small town, enjoying the evening, the music, the fireworks, and the friendships. For me, it was one of those “Wow God” moments. Everything about the evening pointed to the beauty of God’s creation, His amazing love for us and the comfort of knowing that through the good times and bad, He never lets go of us.
