That are serving in the Iraq War. To each his/her own how you want to post in this thread. I thought it would be appropriate to give them their space - they are the ones fighting this war for us in the USA. To all the veterens here on Storm2k - I salute you too.
Patricia
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Lord, make us instruments
of your peace.
Where there is hatred
let us sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is discord, union;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that we may not
so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood
as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving
that we receive;
It is in pardoning
that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are
born to eternal life.
Amen
- St. Francis of Assisi
of your peace.
Where there is hatred
let us sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is discord, union;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that we may not
so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood
as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving
that we receive;
It is in pardoning
that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are
born to eternal life.
Amen
- St. Francis of Assisi
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AMEN!!!
I do not know if anyone I know is over there, but it is a good possibility so I want everyone to be praying for a young man by the name of TR who is my son's age. Last I knew he was in Spain, but that was months ago.
MAY GOD BLESS AND PROTECT ALL OF OUR TROOPS WORLDWIDE!!
I do not know if anyone I know is over there, but it is a good possibility so I want everyone to be praying for a young man by the name of TR who is my son's age. Last I knew he was in Spain, but that was months ago.
MAY GOD BLESS AND PROTECT ALL OF OUR TROOPS WORLDWIDE!!
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I thought this was so touching when I heard it.
zradio.org
Dear Scott and Theresa,
I am quite sure that there are many views and opinions in regard to the possibility of an upcoming war.
Each of us having valid reasons why we are for or against this war; however, recently I was given
an entirely different perspective by my ten year old daughter. I too wish I could have had the courage
that she had on a recent Sunday afternoon.
We encountered a young soldier dressed in his combat uniform outside of the
Chili's restaurant in our town. He was saying goodbye to two people with him,
and my very curious ten year old was obviously watching. Before I realized what
was happening, she was over talking to the soldier. Her statement: " Thank
you for making my world a little safer place to live in." The shocked soldier
didn't know quite what to say to her, but offered an acceptable reply in the
eyes of my child. We turned to run through the rain and get into our van,
and she looked back and said: "I'll keep you in my prayers." I got into my
van crying like a baby, and my husband asked what was wrong. I'm not
quite sure if the tears were more about pride over what my child had done,
or embarrassment for not thanking him myself.
Whether or not you are for or against war, you live in a country that gives
you the freedom to choose what you want to believe. That soldier, and
MANY who have come before him, have given their lives so you can
choose. It's ok to be passionate about what you believe in, but please,
for the sake of our sons, daughters, husbands, wives, aunts, uncles,
moms and dads; support our troops who are sacrificing so much so
that you have the freedom of choice---A freedom that the Iraqi citizens
do not have.
The following poem was written by my ten year old daughter who,
on that day, had more wisdom and heart than many grownups I know.
I SEE A SOLDIER (by Amanda Light,
5th grade student, Forest Lake Elementary)
It was a cold, dark, rainy day
She hugged his neck and I heard her say,
"I hope to see you again someday."
Dressed fully in his camouflage gear,
He leaned down and whispered in her ear;
"I will see you again, but I don't know when.
" I'll see you again in real life or in heaven.
The future is uncertain, I must leave now my friend,
Because freedom isn't free, I have to defend.
Her tearful goodbye faded away with the rain.
As I looked his way, his eyes were full of pain.
Deep down inside, my heart pulled me his way.
Next thing I knew it told me to say;
"Thank you for making this world a safe place."
He looked back at me with surprise on his face.
I'll see you again in real life or heaven.
The future is uncertain, I must leave now my friend,
Because freedom isn't free, I have to defend.
Stumbling for his words he managed to tell me,
"I have done nothing yet,
But it's my duty, you see, to serve our country."
As my ride pulled up to the curb I dashed through the rain,
and turned back and told him, "I'll remember you when I pray."
I'll see you again in real life or in heaven.
The future is uncertain; I must leave now my friend.
Because freedom isn't free, YOU have to defend.
zradio.org
Dear Scott and Theresa,
I am quite sure that there are many views and opinions in regard to the possibility of an upcoming war.
Each of us having valid reasons why we are for or against this war; however, recently I was given
an entirely different perspective by my ten year old daughter. I too wish I could have had the courage
that she had on a recent Sunday afternoon.
We encountered a young soldier dressed in his combat uniform outside of the
Chili's restaurant in our town. He was saying goodbye to two people with him,
and my very curious ten year old was obviously watching. Before I realized what
was happening, she was over talking to the soldier. Her statement: " Thank
you for making my world a little safer place to live in." The shocked soldier
didn't know quite what to say to her, but offered an acceptable reply in the
eyes of my child. We turned to run through the rain and get into our van,
and she looked back and said: "I'll keep you in my prayers." I got into my
van crying like a baby, and my husband asked what was wrong. I'm not
quite sure if the tears were more about pride over what my child had done,
or embarrassment for not thanking him myself.
Whether or not you are for or against war, you live in a country that gives
you the freedom to choose what you want to believe. That soldier, and
MANY who have come before him, have given their lives so you can
choose. It's ok to be passionate about what you believe in, but please,
for the sake of our sons, daughters, husbands, wives, aunts, uncles,
moms and dads; support our troops who are sacrificing so much so
that you have the freedom of choice---A freedom that the Iraqi citizens
do not have.
The following poem was written by my ten year old daughter who,
on that day, had more wisdom and heart than many grownups I know.
I SEE A SOLDIER (by Amanda Light,
5th grade student, Forest Lake Elementary)
It was a cold, dark, rainy day
She hugged his neck and I heard her say,
"I hope to see you again someday."
Dressed fully in his camouflage gear,
He leaned down and whispered in her ear;
"I will see you again, but I don't know when.
" I'll see you again in real life or in heaven.
The future is uncertain, I must leave now my friend,
Because freedom isn't free, I have to defend.
Her tearful goodbye faded away with the rain.
As I looked his way, his eyes were full of pain.
Deep down inside, my heart pulled me his way.
Next thing I knew it told me to say;
"Thank you for making this world a safe place."
He looked back at me with surprise on his face.
I'll see you again in real life or heaven.
The future is uncertain, I must leave now my friend,
Because freedom isn't free, I have to defend.
Stumbling for his words he managed to tell me,
"I have done nothing yet,
But it's my duty, you see, to serve our country."
As my ride pulled up to the curb I dashed through the rain,
and turned back and told him, "I'll remember you when I pray."
I'll see you again in real life or in heaven.
The future is uncertain; I must leave now my friend.
Because freedom isn't free, YOU have to defend.
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