Snowy Winter Day

Cold. Ice. Snow. What a change from a few days before.

I found that my normal drive to work of 20 minutes took 90 minutes. People in DC do not know how to drive in snow. My favorite observation was of the lady driving along about 5 miles an hour on a cleared road while talking on her cell phone.

But the world changed completely upon entering the gate at Arlington. The hectic frustrating DC traffic gave way to the quiet solemnity of Arlington. The Air Force Memorial rose majestically through the snow fogged air, standing watch over sleeping warriors shrouded in the snow.


Resting under its blanket of snow, Arlington was a place for quiet meditation - honor - memory.





Rising over the silent resting place of so many who sacrificed so much for our nation - the steeple of a chapel - proclaiming the hope that many take comfort in

THESE ARE THE ONES COMING
OUT OF THE GREAT TRIBULATION.
THEY HAVE WASHED THEIR ROBES AND
MADE THEM WHITE
IN THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.
--REV 7:14


But my brothers in arms do not slumber. Through this solemn air, marched a band of navy brothers, bearing a fellow sailor on his last journey, to wish him fair winds and following seas and commend him into the hands of the mighty God who created him, to bear up a family and honor a life of service.





Below, in the blowing snow stood an army band of brothers, frozen in tribute to honor a fallen comrad, to honor military service, to care for family, to inscribe another faithful veteran into our nation's memory.

A solemn day - as are all the days at Arlington.







Standing watch over those who sleep, a memorial gate upon which are inscribed these words

REST ON EMBALMED AND SAINTED DEAD, DEAR AS THE BLOOD YE GAVE,
NO IMPIOUS FOOTSTEPS HERE SHALL TREAD ON THE HERBAGE OF YOUR GRAVE.


Indeed.