Hope and Truth
May 29th, 2009

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There is no sinner without the hope of a future and no saint with out a past. The hope lies in Christ and your life is important to the work that He is doing in the life of someone else.

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Hope Harnessed with Faith.
May 28th, 2009

reachingThere has been a thread throughout my writing that has tried (I hope) to express that Hope is much more than some impotent escape of our imagination when we seemingly have nothing else or our desires get the best of us. No, Hope is so much more and I’ve tried to pull that out in my stories, quotes and lessons. But surfing the net the other day I came across a quote by Eugene Peterson that captures my sentiments so well. The following is his quote.

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Memories Burned
May 27th, 2009

eye-of-fireThe flames licked up around the old yellowed paper. Slowly the edges bagan turning in on themselves and the images bubbled in rebellion as if trying to come alive before the flames destroyed all that they were. It seemed as if the memories of each page, held captive for decades, now suddenly erupted and cried out in anger and desparation, much like the men in the images themselves before the fires of death took them too. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in my mind and hearing.

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Serene Hope
May 26th, 2009

img00439-sThe day had been trying in some respects. The morning had gone well with some cleaning projects accomplished, loads of laundry done and the bike cleaned after I got caught in thunder storms yesterday and everything was soaked and dirty on the bike. I got the grill out, the gas was hooked up and we prepared to grill brat wurst and chicken for our mid afternoon Memorial Day grill feast.

But, shortly after the meal we all had had just about enough of each other and it was time for everyone to take a break and get some quiet time after a long weekend of being on top of each other all the time. So, I got on the bike and headed west into the late afternoon sun. I was looking for peace.

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Memorial Day Tribute
May 22nd, 2009

soldierThis week we remember the men and women of the United States Military who have voluntarily chosen to serve and protect our nation.
It is an act that can never fully be reciprocated but we can honor them by remembering their sacrifice in return.

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Arlington Hope
May 21st, 2009

arlingtonI stood on the the small rise and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was my first time there, and my breath escaped me. I didn’t even care as I beheld the scenery before me. I looked out over the fields of white tombstones and crosses perfectly lined up and flowing with the contour of the land and I was breathless. I couldn’t count the numbers. It was just too many. And so,….I cried.

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A Ten Year Hope
May 20th, 2009

cigar-smokeThe things we did as soldiers, the rituals that bound us together, really helped to shape us into the men and women we are today. I can remember some of them and I know that today, many of them are frowned upon and some are even considered criminal. But we thrived in them and they bound us together as brothers and sisters…….forever.

This brief story is one of the promises we made to each other so many years ago and I hope it’s come to pass.

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Silent Night Hope
May 19th, 2009

cabin-in-woodsIt was a cold winter in 1944 when three American soldiers, embroiled in the battles of WW II, stumbled across a cabin in the German woods. Tired, cold and hungry, they enter the cabin to find a woman and her son alone, scared and yet calm. Despite the language barriers, she makes them as comfortable as possible, demands they set their weapons aside, and sets about preparing what little food she has for them.

Suddenly, there is banging at the door. The Americans freeze.

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A Week Of Soldiers Hope
May 18th, 2009

veterans-dayThinking of this week that leads up to Memorial day, I couldn’t help but begin to think of the stories of soldiers, the hopelessness of war and the tragedy that breaks over all of us as waves of relentless devestation crash into us as individuals, families, communities and Nation. We as a people have been spared so much and the battles that have taken place on our shores and lands pale in comparison to the virtually countless battles that plague the rest of the world even to this day. We can take the stance that we know suffering, but truly, while we have suffered, we as a people have forgotten what suffering really means on a national scale and the saddness of that reveals an arrogance that spells hopelessness for the generations to come. For once we forget, once we fail to pass on, once we forget the lessons we were supposed to learn, we only matter to ourselves and suffering no longer binds us together. Then we are lost and merely floating along, oblivious of the rocks that surely lay ahead.

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One More Day
May 15th, 2009

Ever felt like you just can’t make it one more day? I had just gotten to sleep when I heard the distinct sounds of sobs coming from one of the men. I knelt down beside him not fully knowing what to do but I put my arm around his shoulder, hung my head resting it on the side of the bed and asked him what was wrong. Through the tears and sobs I was able to make out that he just couldn’t take it anymore. Beaker thought he couldn’t make it another moment. He was on the very edge and about to go over. Much like me, he was hastily making plans to run, escape, go AWOL, perhaps even worse. Are you there at that edge? I’ve been there. Suicide? Running? Hiding? Do they seem like real options for you? Hang in there just one more day.

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