“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.”-G.K. Chesterton
In the broken world in which we live war is inevitable. Man’s conscience is in a constant tug-of-war between that which is just and unjust. If he can ever de-emphasize the notion of tolerance enough to re-discover his principles, then he will have the best chance for a lasting peace. However, the hearts of every man and woman must conform to fit that narrative. Until that time, wars will persist.
War, it can be said, is fought for one of two reasons. One; when a nation desires to possess what belongs to another. And two; when a nation defends itself against such an aggressor. The former wars for lust; the latter wars for love. The defending nation fights justly. In either case, men and women in uniform will be laying their lives on the line.
This Memorial Day, we give thanks those who have sacrificed, and continue to sacrifice, for the sake of our country. These men and women in uniform, throughout our history, whether home or abroad, have proved their love to millions of Americans.
Remember those who serve; when we enjoy our loved ones, freedom and way of life, and when we are blessed with the opportunity to dream and hope for a better future. For these brave men and women hold these things near and dear as well. They have chosen to put their lives and those of their loved ones on hold, because if the freedom of this great country is left unprotected; what would be the point in dreams. For this selfless act of love-we honor them.
Reflections In A Military Cemetery
Another day is o'er, the sun sinks slowly in the west. I stroll upon hallowed ground, where heroes lie at rest. The clarion, yet somber notes of "Taps" echoes across the way. I pause to contemplate the serene expanse where brave soldiers lay. Marble stones perfectly arrayed, each etched with a patriot's name, In remembrance of his service, each deserving the nation's acclaim. Others contain the poignant phrase, "Known But To God Alone." 'Twill be enscribed in The Book Of Life, "He died for wrongs to atone." Yonder lies a soldier who stormed Normandy in June of forty-four. Near him a young marine, who died on Iwo Jima's shore. I kneel at the grave of an airman who died flying his fighter plane. There's a coast guard lass who guarded our shores plying the briny main. On yon knoll lies a sailor who died in the Pearl Harbor affair. As I stroll about and ponder, for each I offer a thankful prayer. Heroes of all creeds lie side by side in manicured plot, All a brave band of brothers and sisters, rank here matters not. Myriad untold stories are buried with these guardians so brave, Now forfeited with the young lives they so freely gave. Treasured memories that their children and grandchildren will never hear. They sacrificed all on the Altar of Honor for all we hold so dear. Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired With fond dedication to Chief Petty Officer (SEAL) Brian Bill (a former student); who gave his life in defense of our nation in the Global War on Terror. "Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for a friend." - John 15:13