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Thanks to Vic in AZ for reminding me this morning…

especially in light of the fact that Obama and the Democrats in Congress were prepared to cut military pay in the federal budget negotiations…

and our troops are being stretched thin in three wars, in harm’s way in the land of barbarians…

I thought you might want to be reminded too.

Lights burn in the US Capitol under storm clouds illuminated by the city lights late Friday, April 8, 2011 as Congress continues to struggle to reach a budget compromise to keep the government funded. (AP Photo/J. David Ake)

SURPRISE: Government shutdown averted…

Spending cuts total nearly $40 billion…

$78 billion below Obama request…

Obama takes credit for ‘biggest annual spending cut in history’…

Deal bans DC from spending funds for abortion, continues school voucher program…

BOEHNER: ‘As good a deal as we could get’…

‘Who Won the Shutdown Showdown? It Wasn’t Even Close’…

“Live simply, Love generously, care deeply, speak kindly, Leave the rest to God”

THE FINAL INSPECTION

The Soldier stood and faced God,

Which must always come to pass.

He hoped his shoes were shining,

Just as brightly as his brass..

‘Step forward now, Soldier ,

How shall I deal with you?

Have you always turned the other cheek?

To My Church have you been true?’

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,

‘No, Lord, I guess I have not.

Because those of us who carry guns,

Can’t always be a saint.

I’ve had to work most Sundays,

And at times my talk was tough.

And sometimes I’ve been violent,

Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,

That wasn’t mine to keep…

Though I worked a lot of overtime,

When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear..

And sometimes, God, forgive me,

I’ve wept unmanly tears.

I know I don’t deserve a place,

Among the people here.

They never wanted me around,

Except to calm their fears

If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,

It needn’t be so grand.

I never expected or had too much,

But if you don’t, I’ll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,

Where the saints had often trod.

As the Soldier waited quietly,

For the judgment of his God.

‘Step forward now, you Soldier,

You’ve borne your burdens well.

Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,

You’ve done your time in Hell.’

Author Unknown~


It’s the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us the Freedom of the Press.

It’s the Soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us the Freedom of Speech.

It’s the Soldier, not the politicians
That ensures our right to Life,  Liberty  and the Pursuit of Happiness..

It’s the Soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag.

Please pass this on and pray for our men and women
Who have served and are currently serving our country

And pray for those who have given the ultimate sacrifice for freedom….

THESE COLORS DON’T RUN

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