Memorial Day 2015

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“The dead soldier’s silence sings our national anthem.” — Aaron Kilbourn

Sacrifice is hard to comprehend and even harder to forget.

Our family knows only too well the ultimate sacrifice paid by those brave soldiers who answer the call to fight and defend our country but are killed in action. It is our obligation to honor and remember those we have lost today because they have truly done something that most of us would never consider and the cost was their lives.

Today, I honor Ray Joseph Hutchinson who was one of the finest young men and our nephew. I will add his Mother’s email signature at the bottom of this post. It has been over 11 years since Ray was killed in Iraq and yet it seems as if it occurred only moments ago. Some losses are hard to forget.

Remember today is more than a holiday. It is a day of remembrance and an opportunity to thank God for those brave enough to protect us.

I am sorrowful yet grateful.

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“Oh, my son! What an honor to be your mother…”
SPC Ray Joseph Hutchinson 101’st Airborne Screaming Eagles
2/502 Killed in Action December 7, 2003 Mosul, Iraq
~A TRUE HERO RESTS IN THE PRESENCE OF GOD~

Go Rest High on that Mountain.

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I love old cemeteries. I find them peaceful. Death does not scare me.

Near our home in North Carolina there is a small, private cemetery. It holds the remains of soldiers killed during the Civil War.

These three crosses mark the site of soldiers unknown to locals. Their final resting place is marked with a simple cross. Someone took the time to honor them thus and still tend to this small patch of earth.

But it doesn’t matter.

God knows them by heart. He knows their names.

We put great effort into marking our territories which includes our homes, our cars, and our grave plots. But mark your heart. 

Mark it for God.

I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, who summons you by name. Isaiah 45:3

Freedom isn’t free…

I always look forward to the fourth of July. I love the fireworks, parades, festivities and flags.

For some reason, this year I have a touch of melancholy. Freedom comes at a price. A great price.

Too many soldiers have paid the ultimate price while we celebrate. I wish it were not so.

At my age, I long for peace and yet I know that peace is simply not easy to accomplish. Hate and war are like fighting fires…you put out one ember and another blaze starts somewhere else.

I love my country. I’m grateful for the sacrifice of so many. But, we need a miracle. We need God.

We need peace.

May God Bless America.

Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. John 15:13

Memorial Day

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I rarely go on a rant about anything but there is one thing bothering me today. There is no such thing as a HAPPY Memorial Day.

I dislike when I see people tweet, facebook or post “happy” greetings on Memorial Day. It’s not a happy day for those who have lost loved ones in service to their country. It is quite the reverse.

But having said that…I appreciate Memorial Day. I appreciate people remembering. The loss of a precious family member is a daily battle with sorrow for some and loving memories are what remains.

Please remember…but remember with reverence, respect and gratitude. We shouldn’t have to lose so many to save us all. Having said that, I am certain our heavenly Father knows this feeling all too well.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13