Friday, May 28, 2010

Memorial Day - Who THEY are...

As we get ready to fire up the grill, or as my neighborhood fire department says, "Be on standby, she's cooking again," I wonder how many of us remember the servicemen and women who so bravely fought, and are fighting, for our way of life.

I do. Do you?

I think of Daddy (sending hugs to heaven) having so proudly served in the Navy during WWII. He was involved in 13 battles aboard the ship the USS New Orleans. Listening to his recount of those battles made my blood chill. While he wouldn't elaborate on everything, I took what he would give. I learned.

I learned THEY have a brotherhood, or sisterhood, that cannot compare to our friendships.

I learned THEY love this country, enough to give the ultimate sacrifice; their life.

I learned THEY only wanted, and want, for the rest of the world to know they cared, and do care, and that they did the best they could, and you know what? They still are.

I learned THEY didn't celebrate the deaths of other nations during battle, but mourned the lost of human lives.

I learned THEY held, and hold, their sacred duty in their hearts. Our safety, our freedom, and our love for them, was always top priority.

So this weekend while you're surrounded by family and friends and grilling the dogs and burgers (or in my case, burning them, surrounding trees, brushes) remember them, please. Tell them, while you still can, how proud you are to be an American and because of THEM, we are enjoying freedom, a gift from the armed forces!

THEY may not have family around them during this holiday. They're possibly keeping the light shining in a foreign country, with their comrades surrounding them, and a rife, tent, and...fear.

Remember THEM all. And may God hold them in His heart.

I know I do.


4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amen to your words JJ. God bless America and all who serve her now or have served her in the past. Wonderful blog. Just wonderful.

Hugs
Pam
http://pamelajunekimmel.com

10:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

JJ, it's Dianne. I want to remember my Uncle Curtis who spent time fighting at Iwo Jima where he prayed every day to have a leg or arm blown off so he could leave because it was so violent and seemed hopeless. He is in his 80's now and still shudders when he talks about it.

4:24 PM  
Blogger Ann and Dennis said...

Beautiful, JJ.

5:04 PM  
Blogger Robin said...

Powerful stuff here JJ!
God Bless those who are so bravely giving of themselves for us.

6:27 AM  

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