Let’s hear it for the teachers, the pastors, the mothers and fathers of the world. The ones who have gone farther than we, who call back and cheer us on. They teach us what they didn’t know when they were in our shoes, and tell us what they didn’t want to hear way back then. They gave us love and spankings and cookies when we were little… they still provide the listening ear, and the confrontation, and endless patience. Even though we sometimes hate the counsel and the boring lectures, there came a point when we saw their sacrifice for us and cried. We never knew what they gave up for us, what they suffered, how much overtime they spent on us. We never knew… but now we do, and we regard them with awe and deepest honor. We will never forget to pray, lifting up those who wear the weight of responsibility on our behalf.