Some will never understand unless they truly believe in a Higher Being a Creator.. One who choses that we remember
in order that we can move forward helping our Many Brothers and Sisters. Very few older than me, and a whole hell of a lot of them younger.
Yet this morning was one of those days .. Because today is Saturday my day for making calls, touching base. And the Creator the one I listen to most times because I am only human with Human failings..But this morning I listened doing what I seldom do at 2:24 in the morning turning onn the TV clicking on that Channel that sometimes tells the truths of today and the truths of the past..
2:30 to 4:00 Fallujha , some I knew through mailing packages, cards and letters, Mothers, Fathers, Wives, and Comrades, Faces of those who remember the lives lost and the real life film clips of those lost in action on foreign soil. The real life moments of those who I knew who returned and how they really felt about those who died that they could not save.. the reminder many times they only had maybe 30 seconds to pull themselves together to continnue on, so much like Vietnam.. your Brother fell but another brother moved up and the fight to make sure that Brother survived.. The reminder some of our Chaplins left the Ministry because they felt they failed those fighting,
Seeing them alove again. seeing those who returned surviving their Wounds and seeing those who were able to board a plane and return home to waiting Family, stealing behind a steel door the anger, the frustrations, of all they lost in that sand box of hell, so they could make the most of the arms wrapped around them after being dismissed.. The reminder they buried the scars on their hearts, the tears unshed and the hell lived.. As I listened to a young wife telling how she placed her finger deep in the throat of her husband, bring up about 15 pills because he no longer wanted to fight the memories..
Yes My Creator haued me back reminding me why we must reach out to those from past wars and the wars of recent times and today.. Leaving me to wonder whoelse will Remember and who else will Reach Out to Our Survivors of Our Wars??
A few days ago God reminded me of the Cancer Fight amongst many who Fought Wars and the Cancer that takes the every day Working Men, Women and our Children.. And today he reminded me of those Who Still Suffer from Serving
Those who Suffer From the Loss of a Loved One.. and how we each have a responsabilty toreach out and let them know the Price Paid has not been forgotten and they will never walk alone..