Before the night sky fills with brilliant colorful speckles eager to serenade the earth as they wize their way up cracking and poping against the calm, dancing their jig under the stars in an explosion of ohhs and ahhs, before the notes forming the ballads of the titans blast forth and out of hibernation from a cool steal lair by an anxious force of air turning breath into sounds demanding respect; we all stand up straighter at attention and give it to the only substance capable of uniting the whole country and silencing the pockets of protesters whaling incessantly about some gobeldy gook; Will you pause in between packing the beer coolers and shopping the mall and used car sales that have overrun this special day now forced to share with product placement ads 21st century style, pause to remember why you are able to participate in all of this plastic meaninglessness?
Through the noise knocking into the of eardrums of the crowd and sending its vibrations deep down into the soul effectively stirring distinctive but distant emotions forgotten and dusty slumbering within unused cells for the purpose of saving the memory of a primitive and powerful warrior self once existing solely for its own survival and thrill of the hunt. But this is an age where warriors are few, the definition having been boiled down into made up characters exploding in the allotted hour during prime time and glorified on the tele. While the real ones morph into everything every man secretly wishes he was -who american men try to impersonate by creating security systems in their home to convinces himself he’s doing everything he can to protect his family deep down knows their protection has nothing to do with his strength, it’s bigger than he, it is bigger than all of us living out our lives in a fantasy type existence in easy breazy land. This country knows it is nothing, nothing without these warroirs. Our thanks is evident in the moment a year we set aside to make a shout out to them – but our thanks is even more evident in this fact, while we go about in the privileges of the day made possible by them,
……they sleep under concrete skies wrapped in the black of the night where for many a slight breeze is all that touches them, to remind them that they are still alive,
Are these Warriors important enough to think upon between the beer and the beach? While they parade down streets will you take the time to talk to one and ask his story? Will you see the old Warriors, the broken , those who are forever changed and who’ve lost an innocence that only war can take away, will you be moved by what they do for you? This is their weekened this is their small thank you and the nation crashes into their honor in this celebration by featuring slashed product prices, apple pies and coolers of beer and a long weekend as reasons to rejoice.
Coddled citizens, so in love with fantasy and self interests some day Warriors will not be enough to protect all the petty little nuances packaged pretty and tightly into compartments containing various labeled freedoms; all the ridiculousness you hold soo dear…. Those victories you enjoy that let you do what you want in this country? They aren’t victories that you’ve won you can’t take any of it for yourself -you’d never have gotten as far as you have without them;
Warriors dripping red, blazing in glory, marching over ants flag in hand raised high for citizens sleeping cozy in their bed. Pray for them,let your voice become a participant of action reminding our govermnet not to disgard these, the champions who pay for that half ass luxururious position you’ve settled into safely high above the Masses-they pay for it all with their souls – honor Them, this easy breezy life we all live isn’t due credit to ourselves, honor and remember these Warriors, defender and protector of this our special and fragile USA
GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS GOD BLESS THE USA
“She will bear a Son; and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.” Matthew 1:21
“But the angel said to them, “do not be afraid; for I bring you tidings of great joy which will be for all the people;for today in the city of David there has been for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign for you; you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Luke 2:10-12
“And suddenly there appeared with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, Glory to God in the Highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased” Luke 2:13
“When they saw the star they rejoiced exceeding with great joy.” Matthew 2:10
“for a child will be born to us, a son will be given to us;and the government will be on His shoulders; and His name will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Eternal Father Prince of peace. Isaiah 9:6
“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us and we saw His glory, glory as of the only begotten from the Father, full of grace and truth.” John 1:14
“And you will have joy and gladness and many will rejoice at his birth.” Luke 1:14
The Son of God, born to die, to save our lives. This Christmas and everyday, with each act of kindness,no mater how small, can propel us closer to the kind of wonderful -world we all want. Peace does not have to be a dream. Simple selfless acts drenched in kindness can eat away at the extreme poverty that is engulfing all of us. Jesus gave His life for us, for me, for you….He gave His life….I think I should be able to give my time.
I am wanting for everyone a wonderful day of celebration and thanks. I hope you are surrounded by loved ones and reunited for a time with those whose absence, caused by miles of road or miles of hardships, have been missed and needed.
Maybe your home is filled with delicious smells permeating off of eclectic platters filled with traditional or modern delights which have been strategically placed throughout the home waiting to be ogled over by company who will fondly reminisce with vocal memories . But don’t be a kitchen hog-ger. If you know So and So would have wanted to cook for her/his own family too, let them join in! Invite them to bring a dish or help you. Share. This is a once a year thing.Oh (and don’t get all mad if you’re the only one doing the dishes. Leave them, they can wait, you’re wanted elsewhere.) And (don’t offer to do the dishes, most likely the person doing them is someone who needs to feel in control and they won’t see you as helpful, although they’ll thank you profusely , “ohh your soo sweet”… no, they are just happy to have someone new “under” them who is eager to do their bidding and whom they get to tell what to do and how they like it done and where it goes (that’s how they see the situation!) You might gloat to your spouse how you’ve been bonding-your not..I should say, they’re not (but they love that you think that!)
May the conversations you have and hear be fruitful and stimulating and far from the monotonous bland routine some people call necessary “polite” protocol. May your “hellos'” be sincere and not robotic and rehearsed. That, HEL…LL oO stated word that ranges from a medium to a way too loud sound of expression i.e, an over- reacted welcome, is a dead giveaway to a character who needs to impress upon others making them believe that they are “good and sincere” people, but who are actually total phonies and maybe even a jerk to someone behind closed doors. Beware and guard your privacy-because whatever you say will be misinterpreted and that is the version that will be gossiped.. But the excitable could just be one of those naturally, bubbly, eccentric, fun, high energy, high excitement-people (think an Empath). Then your word is safe and sound around them.
Slow down and listen and learn from stories told from the past, the present and what is wished for in the future. Maybe you can help their dreams move quicker. I hope your words are inviting, a sanctuary for the worried and elated to confide in and share with in this Holiday season. Who knows what happens after the festivities are over? After all for many, home is a dark long ride back.
I hope this day is an event to be cherished and not seen as a chore. I hope you grow more close. I hope problems and misunderstandings are able to be resolved and forgotten. I hope today is so much more than something mandated by the system.
I hope you have a great experience today! Look forward to days that might be a little uncomfortable and that might feel more like a headache than a treasure – see them as an adventure and an opportunity. Your words, your time and patience, your presence can make a huge difference in a persons life. God Bless and