May 27, 2013
Who are you remembering today?
April 18, 2010
June 27, 2013
April 13, 2010
two high school classmates that got it over in Nam.. One was killed the very day I was going in.
i will be remembering the Lord Jesus Christ, who actually gave His life and rose from death that I might Truly Live.
i will not ‘celebrate’ or extoll the virtues of sending men (and now women) to kill other men, women and children in foreign wars against countries who have not attacked us and wouldn’t be able to get past our national defenses if they wanted to.
Memorial Day was originally a Decoration Day to mourn the horrific loss of life after the Civil War (is there really such thing as a ‘civil’ war?) they thought remembering it yearly might keep us from repeating it periodically. EPIC FAIL.
who mourns the los of those our soldiers, marines and airmen kill at the direction and orders of our government? how many have died at OUR hands for politics, land, money or oil? is the death of one of ours really worth the death of hundreds of theirs?
i thought we learned this 40+yrs ago… but go ahead and wave your flag if you must and feel good about sending your kids out to kill other people’s kids. this is after all…America.
A Memorial is not a Celebration – where did you come up with that?
A Memorial is a remembrance – for good or bad… even if it is a memorial to man’s inhumanity to man.
Hopefully with a better understanding you can memorialize the day instead of being challenged to celebrate it.
But I will say that I do not honor my participation in military service. I rarely acknowledge my service. Yesterday in church they had a small session of asking military veterans to stand so they could be ‘honored’ and the youth came around and gave each person something.
I don’t know what they gave out because I never stand – I don’t want anyone to know. Pisses my wife off since she came from a military family.
MLD #4, Good to know I am not the only one that is uncomfortable with all that. My wife makes me stand.
Remembering all the guys who have recently given it all in Iraq and Afghanistan. Praying that Afghanistan ends as soon as possible, ’cause it has outlived it’s shelf life IMO.
I remember all of my family members.
The 1775 Lexington Alarm Colonial War And I.
My ancestors fought for my country of my birth America. The first battle of the Revolutionary War, fought in Massachusetts on April 19, 1775. British troops had moved from Boston toward Lexington and Concord to seize the colonists’ military supplies and arrest revolutionaries. In Concord, advancing British troops met resistance from the Minutemen, and American volunteers harassed the retreating British troops along the Concord-Lexington Road. Paul Revere, on his famous ride, had first alerted the Americans to the British movement. My family was there and we fought for our country!
Beyond a doubt we Sloanes are descended from patriots that marched on the alarm of 1775. From the archives; MASSACHUSETTS Soldiers and Sailors of the Revolutionary War. The sons’, of David Slone b. abt. 1700, of Dorchesterand John Slone Jr., a grandson of David of Dorchester, all served in the Revolutionary War. Anyone tracing their lineage back to these patriots would prove SAR/DAR eligibility . I trace back to David of Dorchester (John, Timothy, Charles) can also prove eligibility through (Molly) Mary Polly Silvester (wife of Timothy) who was a daughter of Philip Silvester son of Benjamin Silvester.
I am also traced back to the Mayflower Pilgrims.
So is it any wonder that I am so passionate about America? That I am so concerned with the things that go on in America? My family has lived here from the beginning of this great nation and has fought for her freedom always.
David Sloane son of
Donald Sloane son of
Percy Sloane son of
Horace Sloane son of
Lyman Sloane son of
Charles Slone son of
Timothy Sloan son of
And the list goes on and on…
this is my country!
So when I do research and see what is going on in my country I get concerned as do many others. I am a voice that started a long time ago in America. There is a family heritage that belongs to me. I believe that as a family member of the founding fathers of this great nation my prayers and conversation with God over America have some value.
Today we are seeing strife. There is a battle in America.
There is room for all people at the cross no matter what age, race, or nationality. And when you become His child, He enlarges your heart to love all of His people even those who wounded you. He will make enough room in your heart to overlook the willful and hurtful transgressions of others. Whereas, you could not do this before you came to Christ.
Pray for peace in America.
In the gospel of John chapter four, Jesus gives us this same principle by loving and forgiving someone who would be considered as an outsider or even as an enemy. When He came to Jacob’s Well in Samaria, Jesus sat down and asked a woman of religious and cultural mixture for a drink. If a Jew, other than Christ had met that woman at the well, she would have been ignored and shunned because of her background, let alone her gender. Jesus did not allow anything to alter his deliberate treatment of her as being someone created and loved by God. That day she was given living water from God Himself.
If you want to continue to experience the same fullness as the woman at the well, you have to start by forgiving those the world says should be your enemy. You offer love and forgiveness, whether it is accepted or not. The moment you do, it will be as though you have dug out all the dirt from the old wells of Abraham, and living water will begin to flow again. Just think of the impact you would have in the workplace if you forgive a co-worker who had wounded you. Think how everyone on the job would marvel that you would actually reach out to this hurtful person and offer friendship to them again.
The sonnet on a plaque inside the pedestal that the statue of Liberty stands reads:
“Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.”
The only Statue of Liberty inscription can be found on the tablet in her left hand, which says JULY IV MDCCLXXVI (July 4, 1776), the day the United States adopted the Declaration of Independence.
America is independent. America is free. Let us keep it that way.
God has chosen the United States of America to lead the way for Christian Freedom as we await the return of our Lord.
God has chosen the united states?
Wow, just Wow. My mind bends to consider all the ramifications and consequences of that concept.
Derek, Our nephew has done three tours. Two in Iraq and one in Afghanistan. As this is Memorial Day weekend he posted a picture honoring those who lost their lives. Friends then began thanking him for his service. He then reposted the picture and asked people not to thank him as he explained the difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day.
He is receiving a medal he does not want. One of the men under his command stepped on an IED and our nephew went back for him while under fire and carried him to a waiting helicopter. The young man died and our nephew wants nothing to do with the medal. He was doing his job and he doesn’t want recognition when one of the men he led lost his life.
We remember the lost today but I’m moved by the hearts of the men and women who do survive. Their battles continue, some for many years to come.
My uncleCharles Glenn Hawkins Jr. served in the United States Army 18 June 1941 till his death 4 Feb 1945 in the Philippines. He was 26. He left a wife, his parents and our Daddy who was also serving in the Army. There is no one left that remembers him. Thankful for his service.
Also Gail’s Uncle Joe Blount who died as a test pilot, ironically in Albuquerque where we now live but it was during WWII
I’m remembering my Native American peeps that got their land robbed from them and their culture raped by so called christians
Wow. Some of you guys don’t get the concept of “appropriate”.
Thankful for my freedom today. Thankful for those who fought and died for it.
The real savages were the europeans who came here and killed in the name of God. Forgive me if I don’t glorify the military
Erunner’s #9. Yeah, uncomfortable, especially on a day that is for the remembrance of veterans who are no longer with us.
SolRod’s #11. I know a lot of Native Americans and never have heard them address this issue with as much fervor as you seem to think it deserves.
I understand that Sol, and I’m no Patriot, but perhaps a thread remembering dead relatives isn’t he best place to has that out?
“God has chosen the United States of America to lead the way for Christian Freedom as we await the return of our Lord.”
That is the most damnable lie ever foisted upon people by white idiots who wrap their bibles in an american flag. Think of the millions of lives which have been lost or destroyed by that lie.
I am all for volunteer service.
I am all for honoring those who have served this country on behalf of us all.
I am not for doing it based on a lie.
Damn your lie and the death it has spawned.
I served in the army for 8 years, means nothing to me. I count it as dung
Geez. Nice thread guys.
Hey, the truth is that men and women have enlisted, some were drafted with no choice, many died, many were maimed, all have been effected deeply. Some have seen and experienced things which were dehumanizing. Others were the most noble, most exemplary, who braved death to help fellow warriors and civilians.
The noble, those are whom we honor. Those who did “their duty”, did “their job” which they accepted upon enlistment or came to accept it when being drafted, those are the men and women I honor, I thank for serving.
Even in the face of what you feel, I want to thank you for enduring, for serving, for sacrificing. My thoughts and prayers for you are that you will find some peace and honor in the fact that you faithfully showed up every day, took risks, and are here to tell it.
on second thought… i’ll remember those like Edward Thomas.
To E. T.
I slumbered with your poems on my breast
Spread open as I dropped them half-read through
Like dove wings on a figure on a tomb
To see, if in a dream they brought of you,
I might not have the chance I missed in life
Through some delay, and call you to your face
First soldier, and then poet, and then both,
Who died a soldier-poet of your race.
I meant, you meant, that nothing should remain
Unsaid between us, brother, and this remained—
And one thing more that was not then to say:
The Victory for what it lost and gained.
You went to meet the shell’s embrace of fire
On Vimy Ridge; and when you fell that day
The war seemed over more for you than me,
But now for me than you—the other way.
How over, though, for even me who knew
The foe thrust back unsafe beyond the Rhine,
If I was not to speak of it to you
And see you pleased once more with words of mine?
– Robert Frost
A Life ‘Spent’ or Wasted?
This poem, ‘To E.T.’, was written by Frost upon hearing of the death of friend and fellow poet/writer Edward Thomas in France during WW1 in 1917. As an interesting and ironic historical note, Thomas’s famous penchant for indecision was the impetus for “The Road Less Travelled” and Frost’s prodding to be more decisive was the impetus for Thomas’s enlistment in the British Army that led to his death.
What might have been Thomas’s continued contribution to Life and Literature, not to mention his wife and three children, had he not gone to War ‘For God and Country’? Enjoy the day.
Remembering my deceased grandpa today, he was a career Marine and served in the Pacific in WWII.
I am remembering my dad and uncles who fought in WW II and Korea.
I remember some of the older guys in the neighborhood who went to Vietnam and did not return. Some actually came back physically, but left all their innocence and sanity there.
I remember friends who lives are forever altered by the covert missions they took part in.
I remember all those who served during the 80’s and all those little skirmishes we seemed to keep getting ourselves into.
I remember my comrades in Desert Storm……..
I remember those who served in Bosnia and Somalia.
I remember their sons and daughters who have served in Afghanistan and Iraq.
I remember the countless and nameless First Nation braves that perished as they stood in front of the steam roller named Manifest Destiny.
I remember Wounded Knee.
Your post #7 puts all the other posts in perspective. Thanks for the history lesson.
I am remembering a man I used to work for who left part of his arm and his mind in Viet Nam.
He then reposted the picture and asked people not to thank him as he explained the difference between Memorial Day and Veterans Day.
Erunner, just thought I would share that I spent the morning at a local civic Memorial Day gathering where a triple amputee shared those exact thoughts as your nephew. Expressed his gratitude for those who died so he could have many more years to come (in his wheelchair with no legs and one arm)
Then i come home and read some posts here and on facebook and want to punch a wall.
I’ll refrain though from doing so. Unlike others who apparently in their close, personal intimate walk with Jesus still were not taught “There is a time and a place…”
I guess the fruit of the Spirit of self-control is missing from a few trees….
But when one feels “led” to urinate on the graves and memories of the loved ones of others, one does it…in Jesus’ name of course.
That was very profound if anyone stops to ponder it.
I separate the men and women who went from the government that sent them…and I honor everyone of them.
I hope my #4 is not included in the “urinating” group as it is only my private way of handling my military issues.
I hope my #3 better represents the spirit of the thread.
I separate the men and women who went from the government that sent them…and I honor everyone of them.
Worth repeating, Michael.
No, MLD, yours was not included…
Steve, I was old enough to be in the lottery for service in the early 70’s and I was scared my birth date would have me drafted.
When I read about the man you described I can’t comprehend that he would not desire attention which he surely deserves but would defer to those who didn’t come home. That selfless attitude and love of country led to the ultimate sacrifice for so may young men. We mourn those who gave all yet remember them with much gratitude.
Ah, PP, where we say what we really think….
We all owe our prosperity and freedom to so many who died young in war. We are so ungrateful, God forgive us.
26 to 31: Thanks for putting into words what I was feeling.
My father flew a B-17 in the air war over Germany in 1944. The losses of both ships and crews were horrendous in the campaign to deny Germany the industrial capability to wage war. The odds of you surviving your allotted missions were not good.
I will always honor his memory and those of his crew and countless other crews who perished and never saw home again. He was among those referred to by Tom Brokaw as the finest generation.
I honor my gramps who flew over Germany and thus participated in emancipating Jews, homosexuals, and other outcasts from the horrors of concentration camps. I believe, personally, somehow the Kingdom of God was honored in our participation of the downfall of Nazi Germany….foibles, imperialism, and all.
…he still wakes up in night sweats, my Grammy tells me.
I’m sure much self interest was involved in the decision to go to war in Europe. However, in my opinion, it there was ever a “just war”, then ….
I remember my late father-in-law who served in China during the second world war. Oddly it was during the time my mother’s family was living in the Shanghai Ghetto for Jews who had managed to escape Nazi Germany. He always looked back on his service to our country with great pride.
MIC, do you think that any one of the Holocaust Memorial sites has been set up so that we can “celebrate” what Hitler and the Third Reich did?
Today I remember my father, Sid McCullers Sr., a Marine Corps veteran of WWII and Korea. He passed away 40 years ago this month, and I still miss him every day of my life.
There are those that can’t or won’t find good in anything. In order to feel virtuous they put the face of Jesus on it.
I am thankful for each and every member of the military that has served.
I remember and honor those who have chosen to serve and place their lives at stake to preserve the freedom of our country, most especially today for those who did, in fact, lose their lives doing so. The large, large, majority of those who ended up losing their lives had very little to nothing to do in deciding what wars we would fight and when and where we would get involved militarily. I greatly appreciate the tremendous sacrifices they have made.
captain Kev, Steve.
Wow guys. i thought this was such an open minded group… differing opinions ‘are’ allowed here, right?
btw, i served in the Army in the 1980’s (DMZ between south and North Korea), my dad served in the Army signal Corps right after the Korean ‘Conflict’ in 1958-59, my Grandfather on my mother’s side (still missing her a month after she passed) served in the Army over in Europe during the 2nd World War (after the War to end all wars) and my oldest nephew is currently serving in the Army over in Kuwait supporting the current operation to bring Peace by Armed Conflict.
also btw, Kev, your #38 was unkind and a cheap shot. not cool, but i forgive you ‘unilaterally and unconditionally’. you don’t know me, my history or what i know or don’t know of military, US or World History.
i promise not to presume on yours if you don’t presume on mine. fair enough? just let it go.
Different opinions are allowed here…and so are rebuttals.
Kevin and CK are valued members of this community for a long time.
If that troubles you, you have a blog of your own.
rebuttals? i didn’t think i was making a case or asking necessarily ‘rebuttal’ or agreement for that matter… i thought you were asking for opinions. i offered mine, as did others, and was attacked (you say rebutted, but even debate or courtroom arguments are expected to be civil and polite) for my ‘differing’ opinion.
now, you are defending those who attacked me and teling me to take a hike if i don’t like it, at the same time saying that differing opinons are ‘allowed’ and i presume encouraged??
curious to say the least.
Have you been censored or moderated in any way? Doesn’t seem like it.
Michael didn’t make you leave. Let’s face it, you got sore, because someone disagreed with you. Tough, but it happens on here. Suck it up and drive on.
Found this. A list of the fallen from our recent conflicts.
Mike and Brandy, It seemed clear Michael was asking who we personally remembered that had served our country through the military. You seemed to take it into more of a political direction and as a result people disagreed. Your remarks seemed out of place to me as they appeared more suited for debate.
I had an epiphany over the weekend.
I was off the blog for almost three days…and my blood pressure went down, my lungs improved and I was able to sleep.
It dawned on me that my day to day life is worn down by the fact that this blog has been taken over by people who don’t care about it, me, or the people that used to visit here.
It is dominated by people who only want to be contentious and derisive.
You’re one of those people.
You don’t like me, never have.
You really have no purpose here except to contend with me.
I liked having peace and not dealing with you and Believe…and I’m going to make every effort to make things that way from now on.
I’m not quite sure what that’s going to look like yet, but I’m done with nothing but strife on every thread and all the insults and contention.
(I’m not shouting but for clear contrast…)
i thought you were asking for opinions. (WRONG. NOWHERE DOES IT SAY THAT) i offered mine (WRONG, YOU OFFERED FAR MORE), as did others (YOU WERE THE SECOND POST AND #1 BARELY SNUCK IN BEFORE YOU JUMPED IN WITH BOTH FEET) , and was attacked – you say rebutted, but even debate or courtroom arguments are expected to be civil and polite – for my ‘differing’ opinion. (ATTACKED? CIVIL AND POLITE EXPECTED BUT NOT GIVEN?)
If that is really your take on the reality of your opening post, which included the following….
but go ahead and wave your flag if you must and feel good about sending your kids out to kill other people’s kids.
then I think it is a textbook example of why claims about the horrible treatment at the hands of those meany churches out there ought to be taken with a HUGE grain of salt from someone like yourself. Funny how the most argumentative blog bullies often cry and bemoan the loudest at perceived affronts to their delicate sensibilities.
There are some dear sweet people here who went through very tough experiences at their churches. They have a lot of credibility largely because they are kind, civil, and even with very strong opinions would not go out of their way to be deliberately hurtful and insulting to others…ever. Much less on a day that is especially painful and filled with sorrow for a lot of people.
And to interpret it all as you now being the attacked, victim of uncivil posters speaks volumes. Fortunately, it is a lot harder to bear a false witness within a self-contained blog entry.
Your post is about one small step away from Westboro Baptist territory..and you should apologize to people reading and mourning today.
I love a good argument or debate. When done with healthy boundaries it is stimulating and educational. When it is done just for argument sake it turns into a pissing match.
Frankly I’m tired of getting wet.
Regarding #48, I hope you can balance it out, I really do.
Well Michael, sounds like you might have to “moderate” to keep this river from overflowing it’s banks…
The agitation you experience of so many angle points can be eliminated at the click of the mouse. Quite simple really.
Brings instant balance within seconds.
If it is cold outside, close the door.
You have done the best you can but obviously there are some things that need to change.
May the peace of the Lord Jesus Christ be yours always.You have shown incredible tolerance and patience this time around.
No one would fault you for doing what you think is right…there are some who continuously agitate and should be given a time out. The Shepherd watches over his sheep.
Not an easy task when it comes down to it.
I am onboard with #51.
on Michael’s 48 I am going to hope to focus content onto specific issues of specific groups and not general groups or “them” groups. Maybe using less of the corporation the american religion or other pejoratives even though I “feel” like that, I often feel cussing and swearing at the top of my lungs but dont do it so I think this to qualifies. Michael if I ever give you that feeling let me know, I can rant with the best of them. Take care.
On to more important issues I honor all of my uncles and my father who all fought in WW 2 or Korea or Viet Nam. I honor their wives and future wives that stuck through the pain with them. I honor the teacher I worked with that was in the navy she was a navy nurse during the war. I honor all the people coming home or still deployed where ever. Thank You for your service. God be with you.
Another idea Michael put up articles without comments for a while and allow people who wish to dialog via email or other media, this would eliminate the hoard effect, you can offer one moderated / non moderated thread with filters on cuss words type comments. Like an open blog section, with limited comments say 10 a day if it goes over take it off the thread to email. This might actually foster healing between people or brake the cycle. just some thoughts.
MIC, my #38 was not intended to be insulting, and I apologize if that’s how it came across. I was simply taking issue with your use of the word “celebrate” in connection with Memorial Day.
Michael, re: your #48, I am overjoyed that you had a few days without all the stress. Praying for many more. I’ll endeavor to be less contentious, but if you find that any of my comments have the potential to start or add fuel to fires, I’m all for being moderated.
A very very rough draft am I any where close to how some feel?
From a hopefully future writing very rough draft
Finding peace among the pieces:
There is this rather obscure film / book that I have enjoyed called Joshua, it got some good reviews and some very vile reviews because it showed priests and the Catholic Church in a good light. That aside there was a scene where the main character Jesus/ Joshua repaired a glass figure after it had been shattered, the priest said it is amazing how he can make something so beautiful out of something broken, and the other person said, something whole.
Puzzles are big business in my line of work, people often required through circumstance to be in one place for a long time need something to occupy the time. Time can often go fast, tick off by the hour but when you are bound to a bed, a wheel chair, a chemo room, dialysis, or rehab, time ticks very slowly. Anything that will relieve the boredom of waiting, being in limbo, the not knowing is hoped for. Folks in my neck of the woods love puzzles, they are pictures we can control, stories we can tell with movement, and they kill time. Puzzles come in many forms, the 25 piece, 50, or 100 pieces; there are also the steroid puzzles of 1000 or 5000 piece type. I knew students that could assemble these mega puzzles in hours and find great joy it the practice. A puzzle is, basically, a picture of a moment in reality, I often wondered of God is the great puzzle builder, where He has to rearrange the pieces as each picture changes. He keeps track of each piece and as we try to fit in into place he smoothes out the edgeless to make it fit. In that the picture keeps changing, it is like an artist who is painting a picture where the canvas is constantly changing, in all that grace holds the story together.
I admit I find joy in watching someone I care for find the answer to just one piece of a puzzle, the smile, the sense of fulfillment, and the sense of completion. When the snap shot is finished, I have seen such wonderment and connection. Do we not feel this way, a ministry completes an objective, a disciple gains a new appreciation of some truth we hold true. We are all often puzzled, tripe as it may be God helps us focus our personal puzzles into a profound and beautiful tapestry.
Michael’s number 48. I’m cheering you on! Do what you need to do.
Sadly so many excellent and edifying posts have been hijacked and those same hijackers have driven many away and ruined what could have been such a good conversations.
Jlo’s description of what goes on here by a few grown men, who act like snotty teenagers with attitude, is quite apt. I’m so tired of it.
Good on you #58!
Brian I like where your coming from.
Have a wonderful day.
May Solomon kind of wisdom continue to flow through you.
@48 – Glad you had some unstressful days. You needed it. (My family had a rare day off yesterday, and didn’t realize how badly we needed it as well. All three of us actually got a nap, among some other general laziness. Go figure…)
I have to agree with you.
The surname Rodriquez has an interesting lineage. They come here from Spain by way of Portugal, south America and Mexico. There is some interesting history there…
So you see all of us can be implicated by our ancestors in a sense.
In my post #7 I said:
“There is room for all people at the cross no matter what age, race, or nationality. And when you become His child, He enlarges your heart to love all of His people even those who wounded you. He will make enough room in your heart to overlook the willful and hurtful transgressions of others. Whereas, you could not do this before you came to Christ.”
I am sorry for what my ancestors did in the name of Christ that was not very Christian. And I would ask you to forgive us for that.
This great nation traditionally has invited everyone to come and participate in enjoying our freedoms with us. Freedoms that were not free, men and women have fought to maintain and provide this freedom. All of our families have been impacted.
And yes there are a lot of issues in-between. For us who live here today it behooves us to forgive and to love one another as brothers and sisters in Christ. Jesus paid the price for my freedom to love in sincerity and to actually forgive others with genuine forgiveness.
Once again, I am sorry for the unchristian actions of my ancestors…
I have to agree with you.
The surname Rodriquez has an interesting lineage. They come here from Spain by way of Portugal, south America and Mexico. There is some interesting history there…
So you see all of us can be implicated by our ancestors in a sense.”
I was actually adopted by a Cuban. My lineage is one of Mexican Indian descent and Nordic descent. My grandma was white as SNOW on my biological Dad’s side.
Once again I learn the lesson of never assuming anything.
When you think that you are right, you could be wrong…
When you think that you are wrong, you could be right…
Things are never what they at first appear to be.
Acts 17:11These were more noble than those in Thessalonica, in that they received the word with all readiness of mind, and searched the scriptures daily, whether those things were so.
Thanks Solomon. I have a gentleman across the street who is in his late seventies who is of Mexican Indian descent. His people originally lived in San Juan Capistrano. You would’nt know how old he is by looking at him. He looks years younger and acts young.
He has told me that his people lived all over southern Ca and the local islands. They are trying hard for official recognition. But it is sysophus struggle because they had so much land that is rightfully theirs that no one wants to acknowledge as being theirs.
Developers always hide it when they unearth evidence of prior habitation by the originals of the area.
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