CJR: This has been an emotional day for many. I watched the excellent and moving coverage on Fox News beginning early this morning up through President Trumps speech at Arlington cemetery and scrolled through the many wonderful Facebook tributes. My personal remembrance of course is my cousin Ken who died in the 1983 Beirut Embassy truck bombing carried out by Hezbollah. Ken was very enthusiastic about his job as CIA station chief and was an expert on the Middle East. He knew from intelligence reports that there was a high risk of attack but requests for increased security measures went unanswered. He died at his desk where only a short while before he was having lunch with his wife.
I came across the following prayer by James Simpson and it expresses perfectly my wishes for all who have died in service to their country as well as their families. And You all know why I do this blog.
New Zeal Blog, Submitted by Terresa Monroe-Hamilton on May 29, 2017
By: James Simpson
This is the day we remember those who have fallen in battle, thereby making the supreme sacrifice in service to our great nation. Too many of us don’t fully recognize what this day symbolizes. So I am offering a Memorial Day prayer, both to give my thanks and hopefully help us all be a little more appreciative.
Here it is:
I pray for the fallen, those brave souls who gave their all for this country, never flinching from their duty, whatever they were called to do, and whether the leadership decisions that brought them to their last mission were well considered or not. They have given all they had, without question.
But I pray especially for the fathers and sons, mothers and daughters of these fallen princes, for they have to live on without, and doubtless would have taken their place without question, even if only to save themselves from such unbearable pain. Nothing can compare to the suffering endured by a mother who loses her child, or a child who loses his mother or father before their time. The fallen sacrifice their lives; the family sacrifices the rest of their lives. They will never see what their beloved’s life could have become, will no more share life’s trials and triumphs with them, never again see their smile or share their warmth on a cold winter’s night. They live in a sea of grief and will carry that wound for eternity. So, please God, bestow Your Tenderness and Grace especially on these families, whose loss can never be repaid.
But God, I pray also for the rest of us, for we lose too. We lose what could have been, from among the most selfless, principled, promising souls of our living generations. I would gladly exchange any ten Harvard graduates for one serviceman who willingly walks at the knifepoint. He has more guts, more integrity, more fortitude and likely more resourcefulness than the lot of them combined.
So, God, please let not their ultimate sacrifice be in vain. See to it that the objectives they were deployed to obtain are achieved. See to it that we have the satisfaction of realizing their mission successfully concluded. God, preserve this country for which they gave their lives, and give us all the wisdom, humility, and virtue to fully comprehend and gratefully acknowledge their sacrifices for what they are; for “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” (John 15:13).
This is a nice memorial clip by Clarion Project while Trump was still in the Middle East: