As this weekend approaches, my mind is focused on our country. I remember the numerous sacrifices required to provide the freedom we enjoy. I pray for the families whose loved ones gave the ultimate sacrifice. I think of those in other countries who are not enjoying this same freedom and wonder how long this country will retain such a blessing. I pray the sacrifices given to make this country what it is will never be in vain. I pray we will never lose our respect for those who saw the importance of such a sacrifice and willingly made it. I pray for this country. I pray for its people.
-for the high school graduate who just enlisted
-for those who are waiting for loved ones to come home
-for the dad who surprises his son after a two year tour in Iraq
-for the couple deployed separately
-for the wife of who meets her husband coming home in flag covered casket
-for the soldier who sits in a wheelchair after three tours in Afghanistan
-for the mothers who kneel by their beds and pray for the safety of their children
-for the eighty year old widow who is handed a flag as her husband of sixty years is laid to rest
-for the grandchildren who know their grandfather solely from stories told beside a memorial flag and army snapshot
-for those who loved ones rest at Arlington
-for the tear stained faces that say goodbye to a dad as he boards an Iraq-bound plane
-for the mom who makes sure things keep running on track while that dad is on a tour
-for the celebrities who are humble enough to point admirers to the true heroes…
the ones in uniform
-for those who put their lives on the line everyday and for those who stand behind them.
We thank you. We remember you. We pray for you. Always.