"Righteousness
exults a nation, but sin is a disgrace to any people" (Proverbs
14:34).
Hey Gang: Jacques
Auguste de Thou wrote, "After what I
owe to God, nothing should be more dear or more sacred to me than the love and
respect I owe to my country."
We have just celebrated Memorial Week. Each morning, as I enter my closet for
morning devotions, I see Old Glory hanging from the corner of our deck. I want you to know something about me, I am a
softie when it comes to my country and my flag.
I am eighty years young but now and the tears still flow when I see the
flag and hear the Star Spangle Banner.
I am blessed to come from a family that loved their country
and were willing to lay down their lives for it. My three brothers also served to protect our
liberties, four uncles and an aunt who served in World War II. My aunt was an army nurse who was in the
first brigade to enter Japan at the end of the war; her husband fought in the Battle of the
Bulge. My wife also has family who have served,
and an uncle who had several tanks blown out from under him and was also in the
Battle of Bulge.
When I think of these brave warriors, I feel a pride deep in
my soul. Today, I am not sure which
feeling takes precedence in my heart, anger or sadness. When I hear the story of the GI's who went to
the Veteran's Hospitals and Clinics s for help, many illnesses the result of
their time on the battles fields of this world, and were turned away, I felt a
disgust like none I had ever felt before.
It is said many died from their illnesses, many who could
have been treated and their lives extended.
I wonder how a person could do that, whose job it was to be a saver of
life to. Records were shredded to cover
crimes. Why, so that they would get a
bonus at the end of the year for the fine job they did.
i was walking through the super market yesterday and noticed
a elderly gentlemen sitting and waiting for his turn to see the pharmacist. He had a hat that advertised that he had
served in Korea. My attention is always
perks when I see a hat which tells me the person was a warrior who served our
country in its time of need - but especially for those who served in Korea, for
they are kindred brothers. I thanked
him for his service.
Last night I listened to a very irate, very popular ex GI
who had served in the Marine Corps for over twenty years and has dedicated his
life to traveling the country visiting Vets Hospitals and those who left limbs
on the battle field. When asked what is
the most difficult for Vets to adjust to, he said the lack of compassion and
interest in the general population of our country. He said years ago there were many visitors
who went to the hospitals to encourage the guys and gals who had paid a
horrendous price to protect our freedoms, now there are few.
Soooo, I will return to Branson again this year for Veteran’s
Week. It happens to be my favorite week
of the year, for I love to rub elbows with a very special group of people,
called Veterans. And I challenge you to
go out of your way once and a while and say "thank you" to a Vet. They are part of that group of people that
Jesus referred to as "the least of
these my brethren".
Blessings,
Gramps
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