Greetings
Dear Reader,
To me it
seems that nothing is as simple as the words “thank you.” To me is seems that thank you is rarely
enough in this case. While I sit in my
comfortable home there are still men and women in harm’s way. They are there for me. They are there because they are willing to
die so that I can live.
Even those
who have fallen who we cannot name have a place of honor. Many simply never return. They are not known and are not
identified. We must never forget that
all those gardens of stone exist because people laid down their lives for
us. I must be as vigilant as those
soldiers to use my freedom to make the world a better place.
I cannot do
anything to equal that gift. Then again
it is a gift. I must honor the gift and
those who gave it. I need to live up to
the ideal of this country that so many have died to protect. And to those who do
the heavy lifting to assure that I can live that way, I can only do this.
Thank you.
Wishing you
joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So
Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store."
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