The man called America’s Deadliest Sniper, Navy Seal Chris Kyle, died with a friend doing what he said was his life’s legacy—trying to save a life. Kyle authored American Sniper about his training and action as a sniper, and by all accounts, he did earn the reputation for being deadly with more than 150 kills. And what was his regret? That I could not save more of our people….
The tragic irony is that the retired SEAL died doing just that—trying to save the life of Eddie Routh who returned from Iraq with PTSD. By all accounts, he wandered hometown streets crying, smelling of alcohol, without a shirt or shoes. Kyle heard the story went to try to help him out. At a shooting range, Eddie took down “America’s Sniper” and friend.
It is such tragedies for Shakespeare that people’s lives interweave and seek the noble trial to rescue another person. After all--Chris was doing his life’s mission trying to save another life. The two seemed inextricably bound together from the war, one the victim and the other still on mission.
Is there more than Shakespearean tragedy here? John’s Gospel writes that “no greater love has anyone than to lay down their life for another.” (3:16) Sometimes when we really see it, we can believe it.
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