Posts Tagged ‘Patriotism’

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As I sit here in this Memorial Day and enjoy the sun and the peace, I am reminded of everyone who paid the ultimate price, their lives, so that I can enjoy this very moment. That commitment to country, and the knowledge that death may come as well, is recognized by our military men and women everyday and I for one thank them for what they do for all of us. They understand that being in “harm’s way” is a part of the job and the requirement of a United States soldier.

This week I fly back to Ohio and watch my own brother “pin on” as a USAF Colonel and then see him deploy for a year inside the Persian Gulf. He is going into a dangerous country, and into harms way because that is where they need him. Even though the Persian Gulf  is not his first choice, he will go there because that is where HIS duty and his country call him. Personally, I will miss him, yet I know both he and I will trust in God to bring him home safely.

As I have said many times on this blog, I do not understand why things happen the way they do in this world and if I just took things at face value, I would be bitter and confused. But instead, I choose to look at things differently. I understand that man is doing his thing on Earth while God watches intently and inserts Himself into our lives constantly. Sometimes we see His hand and sometimes we have no idea He was there. What we do know is He is continuously working because Gods word tells us that He is. If you were to ask me why some soldiers come home from battle and others don’t, I could not tell you why. But I do know this; God is not like you and me. He does not think like us, nor act like us. In fact, He tells us that specifically in Psalms 50:21:

 When you did these things and I kept silent, you thought I was exactly like you….

Instead of trying to ask the questions like “WHY” something happened, we should simply be trusting in Him completely to take care of our loved ones, even though they are in danger…God knows and God cares. He may not handle the situation exactly like we want (in fact, I can guarantee you He won’t handle it the way you would) but I do know that ultimately, He has yours, and your loved ones, best interests in His heart.

Remember the Bible tells us in Proverbs 3:5-6:

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will direct your paths.

America is a country of grit and determination and yet it was founded on the principles I have stated above…so on this day as we remember the many Patriotic Americans that have fallen in service of this great country for all of us, let us remember to trust our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who gave the ultimate sacrifice for all of us…so that we could remember and would remember…

Thank you service men and women for all the great sacrifices you have all made in order for me to enjoy where I am right here and right now…

In God we trust…

God Bless America…

Until next time guys…

As I have told you before, this blog will never be political. It’s only purpose is to encourage all of us as we navigate the path we walk each day which we all know, can be very difficult at times. But I have to tell you, when you read these words and learn at the end when they were written, it will be a strange feeling for all of you to see how accurate Paul Harvey was in predicting what he would do if he were the devil. Paul Harvey broadcasted from the 1950s through the 1990s, Harvey’s programs reached as many as 24 million people a week. He was beloved my millions for his anecdotal related broadcasts that would touch your heart. This particular broadcast however, was more of a prediction rather than commentary but as you will see, it is scary accurate…

thinking_manIf I were the Devil . . . I mean, if I were the Prince of Darkness, I would of course, want to engulf the whole earth in darkness. I would have a third of its real estate and four-fifths of its population, but I would not be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree, so I should set about however necessary to take over the United States.

I would begin with a campaign of whispers. With the wisdom of a serpent, I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve: “Do as you please.” “Do as you please.” To the young, I would whisper, “The Bible is a myth.” I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around. I would confide that what is bad is good, and what is good is “square”. In the ears of the young married, I would whisper that work is debasing, that cocktail parties are good for you.

I would caution them not to be extreme in religion, in patriotism or in moral conduct. And the old, I would teach to pray. I would teach them to say after me: “Our Father, which art in Washington” . . .

If I were the devil, I’d educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting so that anything else would appear dull an uninteresting. I’d threaten television with dirtier movies and vice versa. And then, if I were the devil, I’d get organized. I’d infiltrate unions and urge more loafing and less work, because idle hands usually work for me.

I’d peddle narcotics to whom I could. I’d sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction. And I’d tranquilize the rest with pills. If I were the devil, I would encourage schools to refine young intellects but neglect to discipline emotions . . . let those run wild. I would designate an atheist to front for me before the highest courts in the land and I would get preachers to say “she’s right.”

With flattery and promises of power, I could get the courts to rule what I construe as against God and in favor of pornography, and  thus, I would evict God from the courthouse, and then from the school-house, and then from the houses of Congress and then, in His own churches I would substitute psychology for religion, and I would deify science because that way men would become smart enough to create super weapons but not wise enough to control them.

If I were Satan, I’d make the symbol of Easter an egg, and the symbol of Christmas, a bottle.

If I were the devil, I would take from those who have and I would give to those who wanted, until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious. And then, my police state would force everybody back to work. Then, I could separate families, putting children in uniform, women in coal mines, and objectors in slave camps.

In other words, if I were Satan, I’d just keep on doing what he’s doing.

Paul Harvey, Good Day.

Just so you know, this speech was broadcast by legendary ABC Radio commentator Paul Harvey on April 3, 1965…He could already see then what we all know now…

So I do not show you this to depress you, I show you this to remind you that you need to protect your families from this world by continuing to focus on Christ in your homes. God promises to never leave us nor forget us. All we need to do is to look His way and NOT get distracted by everything we see each day…the very same distractions that Paul Harvey saw and talked about on his radio show 47 years ago…

Until next time guys…

I would consider myself very Patriotic with the roots of that Patriotism starting with how I was raised as a boy and growing up in the midwest. I was raised to love God and country…in that order. My Father was in the Navy for a while and was ultimately the reason for our family eventually ending up on the West Coast. He had been here before, and he liked California. My brother went into the Air Force and currently serves as a squadron commander on a base in Oklahoma. I chose not to serve but that in no way diminishes my previous statement about Patriotism. I am a very Patriotic guy and the reason I feel so strongly about this subject is my most recent experience with our close friends whose oldest son Zac, went into Army Intelligence and ultimately working with Army Special Forces. My kinship with Zac runs deep. I was present at his birth and stood by his Father as we stared at that 10 lb bundle of goo change color in the Nursery that day. Zac was born before I became a father myself and his birth profoundly solidified how much I desired to be a dad.

Fast forward 20+ years and Zac is headed to Afghanistan for the 3rd time only this deployment was slightly different. To make matters more intriguing, Zac wasn’t scheduled for another deployment. One of his best friends wife had just recently gave birth to their first child and this guy was earmarked for a 1 year deployment in a FOB (Forward operating base) somewhere deep in Afghanistan. To show you what kind of guy Zac is, he decided to perform 6 months of his buddies deployment. Unbelievable…Now, for all you selfish people out there struggling to catch your breath, I will repeat myself…Zac went to Afghanistan, in harm’s way, and covered six months of his friends deployment so he could spend time with his new baby. To make matters even more complicated, Zac works with Army Special Forces, when means he is truly in harm’s way more often than he isn’t. To hear him speak, where these guys operate, it really is, kill or be killed…

Because of this information, For the last six months, I have lived in this perpetual state of fear for Zac’s safety and well-being. Please note however, I am in no way insinuating my fear is anywhere close to what his parents feel. They are on another level. My fear stems from aforementioned kinship with Zac I have had since his birth. Bottom line; living with that fear, as I know many of you do still, is brutal, perpetual, and dreadful. For that, please know I pray for you each day that God would bring your own soldier home safely…But as I said, living with the ebb and flow of phone calls to his parents, or emails or an occasional FaceBook post, to find out status and how he is, was agony for them. One particular time involved a phone call to Mom wherein as soon as she knew it was Zac, she burst into tears and NOT because anything was wrong, but simply because she heard his voice. News of a recent mission or an upcoming one will always make mom cry as well. Dad, well you can see the worry on his face, but his words don’t reflect that. Sometimes, there are the “dad only” calls where Zac can relay some of his experiences that frankly, are like scenes from the movie, Saving Private Ryan. He talks about fire fights, engaging the enemy and survival. He has been attacked personally and had to kill to survive which still is a hard one to grasp because again, I’ve known this kid his whole life. I actually think these conversations help his father because many times Zac will relate his current experiences to games they played when he was a kid or even camping trips. All I see, is that these conversations almost act as therapy for dad. It helps him to relive some of his sons exploits and see how he handled each missions adversity. For me, the reality of understanding a typical day in the life of an Army Special Forces soldier was profoundly moving and my respect for him and our troops has exploded…and so has my Patriotism…

God Bless our troops…and I leave you with this…