Itís memorial day weekend once again and off they go to celebrate.
Yes many gather and many go.
They dance, drink and carry on.
Then of course there are the true children of God who at least attend Sunday morning service to give God all the glory.
Of course we pray daily for our troops and give God thanks for all who serve and have served.
As I was thinking on what to write a writing I wrote about two years ago came to mind.
Now this is a rewrite from that with some added.
Itís party time and they are gathered at the camp ground to yes party.
Many have arrived and yes there is a lot of alcohol and the party face is on.
Meanwhile there is a family enjoying their time together at home.
See they are true children of God and even though they could go out, they decide to stay home.
They have a small pool and plenty of love to enjoy each others company.
Then in a distant land overseas there is a soldier who misses their family and friends.
They are in a situation at this moment and even though they know peace.
Fear is trying to take control.
Then you hear a noise and some jump while others just join in singing.
Yes someone at the campground has turned up their radio and the music is loud.
They dance, drink and talk.
Then you hear a splash and the laughter.
Yes this family is in their pool enjoying life..
Daddy is silly and mommy is the childrenís protection.
They look up and see the beautiful sky and thank God for this great day.
Then they fall to the ground in fear as the enemy soldier draws near.
A drop of sweat falls from their forehead as they hold their rifle close.
They pray and ask God to comfort them and to please protect their family.
They may even wonder how many are praying for them at this moment.
The thoughts just roll when they walk over to the radio and change channels.
They find a song and it has a nice rhythm to it so they listen.
With drinks in hand many stop and listen to this one song.
What once was a noisy campground is now somewhat peaceful and relaxed.
Then you see a tear fall here and there.
And as they listen many stop and think.
Then they stop and look at each other and say letís pray.
And the daddy takes mommy and the children by the hands and prays for our troops and those who at this very moment may be wondering.
Is there a better way?
Yes a tear may fall only to know that all is well.
Then the lump in their throat as they swallow.
The fear is continuing to rip at their emotions.
The firing begins.
Rifles and tanks.
They hear go, go, go.
Their finger tight on the trigger as their rifle is unloaded at the enemy.
The determination in their heart and the rage in their eyes as they walk forward thinking.
Itís on and take that.
Then they look up and say.
Whey was I so blind?
Then they look around at the others.
Hundreds possibly thousands of dollars worth of alcohol floating around and all is quiet.
What they didnít realize is when they changed stations they ended up on a Christian radio station.
And as one then another stopped and listened the better the song could be heard.
Now instead of foul language and drinking.
They are standing and weeping and wondering.
As a tear is wiped away they go on and continue what they had been doing.
Yes swimming in their pool
They are truly enjoying their day and rejoicing.
They remember the day of their wedding and their first child.
Then they fast forward to the pool.
They never thought they would be swimming in their own pool.
But thanks to many soldiers who served and serve.
Most importantly thanks to our Father God there they are.
As they remember their attention is now on the screams they hear from their fellow soldiers.
They grit their teeth and go on.
They walk by as some reach out to them.
They pause to say.
I will return.
The fighting is getting fierce when the sting sets in and they know.
Yes they have been shot and the blood is pouring.
They stop and start to weep.
They go up and pour out all their alcohol and throw the container in the trash.
They look and the others are lined up waiting to pour out theirs.
Now they are gathered to sing, praise and pray.
They are receiving Jesus into their hearts and loving life.
Because they know the peace they have been looking for was always there.
And they wonder.
Just how much better could it be?
The family, job and yes pool.
The time to spend with their family and the knowing that God is always there.
They notice that they are becoming week.
They ask God to comfort their family.
And they know that they are dying.
They also know that the one who died and now lives inside of them is their peace.
They sit down and begin to sing.
Yes they are a testimony for God and soon they will be with our Father God.
And as the last person steps up to pour out their alcohol everyone stops.
As the last drop falls and when the container lands in the trash.
All break out in cheering.
The noise is so loud yet oh so warming.
They look up to see a fighter jet flying by and the whole family looks up.
The excitement is wonderful.
They even laugh and cheer.
Then the last breath is taken and the next thing they hear is.
Welcome my child, welcome Home.
Thank you for fighting and standing strong.
You are truly
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