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Quiet here…

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It isn’t getting any easier.

I have friends that came home in flag-draped honor.

My sons and daughters have never known a life without war.

When I wake, and when I sleep,

I pray for a man, a mama, and four sweet girls.

I pray he comes home alive.

I pray for his strength.

I pray for her.

I pray for the men who walk with him.

I pray for the men who won’t ever walk again.

I pray for the men who have stood their last watch.

For the men that never came back.

I pray for peace.

I pray for our fallen.

I pray for our living.

It’s not about barbecues.

It’s not about swimming pools.

It’s not about corn on the cob.

It’s about the greatest sacrifice a man can make,

the echo of another Man who gave His life that I might live free.

Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down oneโ€™s life for his friends.”ย (John 15:23)

Rest in peace.

We will never forget.

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