Happy Memorial Day? Somehow that doesn’t quite sound right to say. Unless “Memorial Day” is to you just a reason to get together with friends and have a barbeque.
The purpose of Memorial Day is to remember and honor those who have lost their lives in the service of our country. We who are alive and have never been in a position of defending our country no matter the cost, have a hard time grasping the full impact of what it takes to do that. Not only for the soldier who dies- but for their families. The children left behind. The spouses left to pick up the pieces and go on living and raising their children and functioning like they did before.
My heart is heavy writing this. I lost my husband in January- not because he was fighting for our country- but because he was fighting for his own life thanks to colon cancer.
When I got on my computer this morning and was confronted with “Memorial Day,” it brought back a wave of pain triggered by the word, “memorial.”
I’ve kept myself so busy trying to just keep functioning since losing my husband. But as I thought on all this today, I thought of how much worse the grief is of losing a spouse, or father or other family member in battle- When I lost my husband, I knew what he was experiencing, because I was with him daily- I saw his pain and hopelessness.
But when a person loses someone in the defense of our country- or on foreign soil, they don’t usually have the comfort of knowing that person wasn’t dying alone. They don’t get the chance to say goodbye. They are tormented by the unknown things- and they have little advance warning.
Even if you have not personally known anyone who has lost their life in this manner or is in a situation where they could- Please take a few minutes today to consider them- and pray for our soldiers wherever they may be, because they give up everything to protect us and our freedoms.
Our Human is taking over our blog for today. She has something to say that is important. She says it may cost her followers, but it has to be said and she’s tired of not speaking her mind. We’re hiding.
I’m Diana. Aka “The Can Opener.” I have watched our country and our people suffer through a pandemic for almost two years now. I’ve seen them fed a constant diet of fear and paranoia. I had started a diary about “the Pandemic” when it first started- but soon I abandoned it. Because I could not bear thinking about all the nonsense that has been happening in our country ever since any more than is absolutely unavoidable.
Normally, I’m not one to voice my opinions, unless I’m asked for it. And normally I only share my faith in my Lord when I feel it’s welcome. But times have changed. I grew up in an abusive home. I was not allowed to speak my mind freely. I learned early on that if I dared object to something I got a fist in my face from my Dad. But I’m not a terrified child anymore.
Now I’m done being quiet and keeping my opinions to myself. I’m old enough to realize that my opinion, my faith, and my values deserve the same HONOR and RESPECT that I have always given to others. And as I see our police, and (esp. today), our MILITARY being abused by many, I realize that if I don’t speak up now, I would be part of the problem. I will not be silent any more.
I don’t want to offend any of my followers and I know you may have different views. But some things are not a matter of opinion. They are a matter of giving HONOR where honor is due. They are a matter of HUMAN DECENCY. Of respecting and valuing others the way you yourselves want to be honored, and to have your opinions, and your faith respected.
It appears, that honor, respect and dignity have also been victims of the pandemic.
When did the country that loved freedom and the military that fought its battles suddenly decide that those brave men and women who fought in foreign lands (separated sometimes for months and years from their loved ones), were our enemies? It is a national disgrace that our own military and veterans have been dishonored, slandered, and their daily sacrifices and needs ignored.
A heartfelt Thank You to those who fought and died, suffered life-long trauma, loss of limbs, and the horrors of war, so that our country could be free. Thank you to your families who suffered also because of your sacrifice. You ALL deserve the honor that you paid such a high price for. God Bless and keep you all.