The Hero: A Tribute


Every once in a while, we get the privilege of meeting someone who touches our life forever. Their passion so exceedingly inspiring, their zest for life so invigorating, just knowing they exist around you is enough to motivate one to be a better person, to do more, to seek out adventures, because you know that, since they did, you can. What we typically only dare to dream becomes a tangible, reachable reality.

Jason Landphair was one of these people. One of these rare gems that God has placed in to humanity. This is my tribute to him.

Jason was a man who lived with passion and loved people very much. He always was seeking an adventure and had a heart for the lost: especially beating for those in countries where the word of God was not allowed to be shared.

He was a soldier: a medic, who was wounded in Iraq, and still went back to complete three tours in Afghanistan. This fourth and final visit, he went as a civilian contractor, and was killed rushing in to the line of fire to assist fallen comrades. (if you want to help Jason’s family you can do so my clicking here)

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. 13 Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. ~John 15: 12-13

Anyone desiring donate directly to the Landphair family make send funds to:

Operation TAL
Landphair family fund
439 Westwood shopping Ctr
PMB 107
Fayetteville, NC 28314

He loved as Christ loved, giving himself for others, and he never thought twice about it. For him, it was a way of life, so when the time came, I am sure there was no question in his mind. He did what he did because he was a giving person, and with no thought of self preservation, he put himself in harm’s way that he may be able to make a difference for someone else.

I was mostly a spectator with Jason. I moved to Pocatello, Idaho from California in 2001, was a few years behind him in school, but we did go to the same church and the same Bible studies, I talked to him sometimes, and I observed. I observed how he purposefully lived life every day. It was not as many live, just getting through each day. He lived life ON PURPOSE.

Though it has been a while since those chi alpha days: sitting at goody’s eating pizza bombs after church, or eating ice cream at tastee treat after summer chi alpha meetings, I thank God for the amazing person Jason was, and the difference he made in so many lives, including my own. My prayers go out to his family, whom I have not had the privilege to meet, grace and peace to you from our Lord Jesus Christ. May you find comfort in knowing that Jason is with God and that he had actively and purposefully touched so so many lives and hearts while he was on this earth.

I have no doubt that Jason felt the embrace of the Lord, and heard the words “well done good and faithful servant.” I know of no one whom they are more fitting for.

Although I only knew Jason only briefly, at Pocatello Idaho’s First Assembly of God church (now river of life) and Chi Alpha college group, he inspired the best in me, and the memory of him still continues to do so.

So, Thank you Jason. Thank you for living a life of courage and integrity. Thank you for pursuing God with your whole heart, and serving others with willingness, joy, and determination. Thank you for living a life of purpose and ferocity. You have touched so many other lives, and now you have your rest. Sooner than we hoped, but although you will be greatly missed, and joyfully remembered, we are glad for you.

1 Corinthians 13

If I speak in the tongues[a] of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,[b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

God bless those who were left behind. May the Lord Bless you and keep you. His strength is made perfect in our weakness. I wish I could embrace each one of you, but I can assure you, you are covered in constant prayer by not only me, but the hundreds (probably thousands) of individuals who Jason impacted throughout his all too short life.

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