When I was but eight years old my mother shared with me her disappointment about the day I was born. Before you start judging my mother let me continue… You see, I was born on May 30th, known then as Traditional Memorial Day. My mother was concerned that all I would think of on my birthday was dead people. Well, that has not been the case.
I realize the importance of remembering those who have made sacrifices for our nation. I also realize without those sacrifices we may not be living in the land of the free. In reality, our freedom has not been taken away buy other governments, but it’s slowly be stripped by our very own hierarchy. Oh…but don’t get me started!
What I want to do today is remind us all that Memorial Day is not just a day for remembering our heroes who have passed on into glory, but those who are still standing relentlessly to keep this great nation from being held captive by those who would choose to compromise all we stand for. Our soldiers, both men and women who stand in valor and without many of the common daily conveniences we have come to rely upon, are our true heroes. They leave their loved ones thousand of miles behind only to face a combative enemy whose one desire is to annihilate them. That takes courage…no… just plain guts!
On Memorial Day I proudly wear my husbands old “I.D. Tags” to give thanks to him for doing his part in keeping this nation free. You see, he was not a citizen of the U.S. A. when he volunteered to go into the service in the 70’s. Being a French Canadian did not stop him from doing his part in protecting our country. He proudly took his post and completed his mission as assigned. For this I stand proudly today thanking God for men like him.
As a young girl, I also remember my Uncle Billy being killed in the Vietnam War. It was a horrible thing to experience a family member being killed as he fought for my freedom. A salute to him is always found in my spirit every Memorial Day.
Memorial Day has become a celebration time for many who look forward to family and friends, long 3 day weekends, BBQ’s, food, music and festivals. If we were honest with each other, we very seldom take time to remember those who gave their lives so we could have such celebrations.
This year I want to encourage us to include as part of this holiday a time set apart to remember our fallen soldiers and to also remember to pray for the protection of those who are in Afghanistan and Iraq.
As we reflect one the Red, White and Blue let us also remember these simple truths. Red was for the blood shed, White for justice and liberty and Blue for honor.
Jesus stands for all of this… so at the top of our list, we should take time to remember the One who died to set this world free! As a citizen of the camp of Jesus Christ let us rise up and march onward Christian soldiers! For the cause we have at hand will not end until that day of His final coming. It is then we will receive our great reward, our medals, our crowns, our treasures for the battle we have refused to lay down. And when that moment happens I will simply bow at his feet and cast them back in return for the privilege of being called one of His own!
“Greater love hath no man than this that a man lay down his life for his friends.”