It is with much sorrow I post that Chris Kyle, former Navy SEAL sniper was murdered yesterday. Chris is credited with the most confirmed kills of any sniper in US military history. He and a friend, Chad Littlefield were murdered by a former Marine they were trying to help. Chris was dedicated to helping fellow warriors recover from the effects of the war, whether physical or mental and that is what he was doing when he was killed. This is not only a great loss to his family and friends, but to our country as a whole as he was truly an American hero.
Personally, I am grieved by his death. However, I am not sure why it is causing me this grief. I did not know him, I was never in the military, I am not from Texas, effectively we have nothing in common. So why does his death hurt so much? I really feel this loss somehow. Over the last few days I have been thinking a lot about why this is the case. I know Chris was an ardent patriot, he loved this country and fought for it as well as his fellow soldiers in an effort to protect them, to save their lives. Now, before I proceed let me be very clear here, I’m not trying to associate myself with soldiers, SEALS or anyone who served and put themselves in harm’s way. I did not serve, I don’t have that connection and I would not dishonor those that did be trying to associate myself accordingly.
Truthfully, I think it has to do with admiration, not at Chris’ skill as a sniper and SEAL, although that certainly is worth great admiration, but to who he was as a person. So you may ask, “how can you say that, you never even met him?” And you’d be right, but I have read his book, and saw him speak on TV and from those experiences I felt like he seemed to be one of the rare few people who was truly genuine, a man who knew who he was. He did what he had to do, he stood up for the weak, protected those around him, loved his wife and kids, cared deeply for others, and loved life. Ultimately, he died trying to help someone else. In a world that celebrates fame and celebrity and elevates the status of the morally weak and socially corrupt, it is refreshing to see someone like him, and to lose him is a great loss for us all. It seems like it would be hard not to like this guy if you met him. Unfortunately, I never had that pleasure, that honor.
I think it boils down to this: we lost a great guy, the kind of guy all men wish they were. I think if each man had a little Chris Kyle in them the world would be a better place. I’m not sure if I have hit the nail on the head with this post. I still am not sure why I have these emotions but they are there. My wife suggested it is because perhaps we shared some of the same values such as patriotism, standing up for what is right, protecting others, etc. Maybe so, I’m not sure, but I could only hope that I have as much courage and conviction regarding these things in my whole body as he did in his little finger.
May God bless him and his family. He was one of the best. I know he will be missed by many and in some way by me as well. It seems he had an impact on my life simply by the way he lived his.
Chris, may you have warm, bright sun, still flags, and many X’s on the range.
Goodbye and thank you for everything especially keeping us safe.