Remember Part 3

My family and I visited section 60 at Arlington National Cemetery for Memorial Day. This is where most of the OIF (Operation Iraqi Freedom) casualties are buried. I did a funeral here for an Air Force EOD airman in April as well as one last fall for an OSI airman. This place is very special ground for me as I have trod some of the same sand as these now lost to us. For some reason these words come to mind as a tribute as we remember:


Verse 4 -- National Anthem

O thus be it ever,

When free men shall stand

Between their loved homes

And the war's desolation;

Blest with vict'ry and peace,

May the heav'n rescued land

Praise the Power that hath made

And preserved us a nation!

Then conquer we must,

When our cause it is just,

And this be our motto,

"In God is our trust!"

And the star-spangled banner

In triumph shall wave

O'er the land of the free

And the home of the brave.

Remember Part 2

Here are some stories to ponder and reflect upon.

A day at Arlington to Remember Heroes

Laid to Rest

Our Nation's Most Hallowed Ground

It Began as a Springtime Holiday.

If You Visit Arlington

Or take a VIRTUAL TOUR OF ARLINGTON CEMETERY

"They don't have any of these Hamlet-like moments of indecision
about whether America is worth defending or a good country,"

"We need somebody in our culture that's ready to rock and roll, do or die, otherwise we're doomed."

--Peter Collier, author of "Medal of Honor" .
a book of profiled of the 138 Medal of Honor recipients.

Remember

This weekend is Memorial Day Weekend. Today, I assisted with the placement of flags in an area of Arlington National Cemetery known as Chaplain's hill. It was a moving experience to be able to say that I had the privilege to render this honor.



Memorial Day was proclaimed May 5, 1868 by General John Logan, then the Commander of the Grand Army of the Republic. His general Order #11 included these words:

"...If other eyes grow dull, other hands slack, and other hearts cold in the solemn trust, ours shall keep it well as long as the light and warmth of life remain to us.

Let us, then, at the time appointed gather around their sacred remains and garland the passionless mounds above them with the choicest flowers of spring-time; let us raise above them the dear old flag they saved from dishonor; let us in this solemn presence renew our pledges to aid and assist those whom they have left among us a sacred charge upon a nation's gratitude, the soldier's and sailor's widow and orphan..."

Yesterday, I had the privilege of providing the invocation for the Memorial Day Remembrance for the Department of Housing and Urban Development. It was a beautiful day, with ceremony outside in full view of all around. I shared these words with those who gathered to honor those who have served:

Almighty God
as we gather together today in this continuing time of struggle and conflict
to remember all who served and sacrificed that our nation might always be free, grant that this time will be a time of remembrance and reflection

as we remember, grant us wisdom

as we remember, grant us hope

as we remember, grant us resolve

as we remember those who served with honor,

grant that we may be inspired to such service

as we remember those who go forth at our nation’s call,

may we recall their families who remain behind

as we remember the valor and the glory,

may we remember the wounded and the healing.

as we remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice,

grant that we never forget their loved ones who grieve.

today as we remember the necessary cost for freedom, we are bold to pray:
grant us victory, may freedom endure,
and may our children and our children’s children know peace.

Running with the Old Dogs

Now I have to admit, this old dog enjoys being able to keep up with the younger dogs in the pack, but this guy is Hooah!

Most of those young dogs I've been running with are army strong. We're trying to get a weekly run from our office out to the Washington Memorial and back, about 4.5 miles. Walk in the park as they say. (Though is it one big park :)

This guy on the other hand: Not so Hooah.

Mountain therapy

While home in the East Tennessee hills, I took time for one of my favorite diversions: running various trails through the East Tennessee hills. The Greenbelt in Kingsport has always been a favorite location, due to it being close to mom's but also just for its serenity, some of which is captured here. And the Greenbelt has been part of my life for over 20 years since it first opened and is home to many treasured memories.

Spring was in full bloom, this past weekend. There were a multitude of wild flowers all over the path. After running the path, I took time to grab my camera and walk the first portion. Sitting on a bench, up in the hills, and very much alone with the birds, mountain air, and the natural sounds of the surround, I thought to myself, now this is therapy. Tennessee is a place that refreshes the soul somehow.

The creek that flows along the path is named Reedy Creek. While my father had a rather creative story for how the creek was started that had to do with a certain attribute of my grandfather, the truth is my branch of the Reedy family didn't move into the area until the middle 20th century. The name was given to the creek by a early Reedy settler in the area going all the way back to colonial days when Kingsport was actually a small trading port on the Holston River.

If you are reading this....

This weekend I made my way back up the I-81 corridor in the Shenadoah valley to visit my mother who is making a strong fight with cancer. Mom is one extraordinary woman. She grew up in a very small town in Virginia, not too far from the Shenandoah. I was refreshed by the beauty of spring in the valley as wild redbuds and dogwoods were blooming out everywhere. It seemed right to dial in the local country stations. Country music seems to me to off a slower more deliberate take on real and meaningful life issues.

I must confess, after a few days in the beauty of the Appalachian mountains that I was feeling homesick for my family and the places where I grew up. But listening to those same Country music stations on the way home, I was reminded just how real life is and how important is the service to my fellow airmen and soldiers, especially in this time of war and sacrifice. I heard for the first time, a song by Tim McGraw entitled: "If you are reading this..."

After you read this post, if you haven't heard the song, I'd encourage you to dial into youtube (I'll give you the link) and take a listen.

But if you are reading this:
...have you hugged your kids today or told them how much you love them?
...how long has it been since you slowed down and told you wife/husband how much he or she means to you?
...when was the last time you took a moment just to reflect on the gift of life, the people you share life with, and the wonder of the world around you?
...when was the last time you took a walk, enjoyed the singing of birds, read a good book?
...have you prayed for a soldier, sailor, airman, or marine today and thanked God for the service of those who stand between those who would harm us and our valleys and towns?
...finally, have you prayed for the spouses, children, and parents of those who could have written the words of the song?

Now... if you are finished reading this, the song is here.

Driving to work this morning

Updated: a way cool excerpt from the movie "Luther" where Luther gives his final answer at the Diet of Worms.

I had to yoohoo out loud this morning as I drove to work listening to NPR. First I was surprised that NPR knew about a certain event in history and was more impressed they would comment on it. But in the middle of the story about the Pope's visit to the DC area was a mention that 487 years ago today the monk Martin Luther would be on trial in a German city named Worms (pronounced Verms) for heresy. On the 16th of April of 1521 Luther entered Worms to be tried for his teachings that would lay the stage for the split between what is now known as the Protestant church and the Roman Catholic church. Tomorrow, the 18th of April, some 487 years ago, after being ordered to recant upon pain of death, Luther would refuse to recant his writings critical of the pope and church leadership including the selling of indulgences (a sort of get out of jail free if you pay money card). and refusing to submit to papal authority, he would say, "Unless I am convicted by Scripture and plain reason--I do not accept the authority of popes and councils, for they have contradicted each other--my conscience is captive to the word of God. I cannot and will not recant anything for to go against conscience is neither right nor safe." His address concluded with these words: "Hier stehe ich. Ich kann nicht anders. Gott helfe mir. Amen." ("Here, I stand. I can do nothing else. God help me. Amen.")

So were laid the seeds of a movement toward religious freedom where a person's right to have Scripture placed in his or her own hand to examine for oneself, and to believe according to their conscience was to gain momentum. In many ways, the seeds of religious freedom that form such a crucial part of American culture and even the military chaplaincy, were laid during these three days when Luther, upon pain of death, was willing to die to remain true to conscience and religiously free. There he stood. One could argue that religious freedom was born or at least re-awakened at Worms.

End of a DC week

The last few days had several crucial junction points for me. I am wrapping up the AFAF campaign for our Wing taking in the final donations and then turning them in over at the Pentagon. I am finally getting a feel for the best time to get over there so that one is not fighting crowds of folks coming in and waiting forever to get through security. I had a couple of my funerals that were very large and involved, but wonderful incredible families.

Friday afternoon there was a historic flyover of the Air Force Memorial and our area by a flight of vintage WWII aircraft. Caught a few quicks pictures, but the haze of pollution was bad that day. Here is a link to a news story about the event on CNN.

I also heard this week about the death of one of our own Airmen from the area in Iraq. My prayers go out to his family and friends. 31 year old TSgt Anthony Capra was an EOD (explosive ordinance division) airman. These airmen are tasked with disposal of ordinance including going out to defuse roadside bombs (IEDs). I didn't know TSgt Capra personally, but he was known to me as I was aware of the ceremony to award him the Bronze Star last year. You can read about him here and here.

Tomorrow, I depart for Atlanta, for training in a new program called "Safetalk". I will return and be responsible for training other airmen in this important tool that helps airmen continue to care for airmen.

Do it a purpose

I discovered this blog from a photographer back home. Makes me feel a little closer to some folks I left behind. Anyway... found this quote from one good ole East Tennessean that I really like.

Find out who you are, and do it on purpose.
--Dolly Parton (b. 1946) country music singer/songwriter

http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com

Honoring one of the last MIA

Last week our team supported a committal for the last MIA from Colorado. There is a well done story here on the ceremony.

I was outside when the flyover came by. Every ceremony is important and special, but some stand out. One really special part of the story, not in the newspaper, is the chaplain who did the ceremony was the chaplain who served with the deceased when he was shot down. There is a nice write up here about the Major's service as well as another news story on the commital service itself.

Spring has Come to Arlington

The weather has warmed considerably here, and Spring has certainly arrived. The cemetery is awash in color from Cherry Blossoms to the first flowers of the season.

This first picture I call "Law and Gospel". In my faith tradition we have this complimentary dichotomy in our theology. The "law" refers to that in God's Word which shows our shortcomings and sin. The Gospel is that which in God's Word declares God's love and forgiveness found in Jesus Christ and what He accomplished in His death and resurrection. The picture at the right expresses the the hope that I have and many of the folks have who I minister to here at Arlington. In the midst of the reality of death (the law) there blooms the hope of life as the cold dead season of winter gives way to the incredible beauty of spring.

As Chaplains, we are surrounded by the reality of death every day here at Arlington. Each person we bury and every family member we minister to is a unique person. There are so many incredible lives that we honor. I've held services for men and women who have served their country in such amazingly difficult and demanding situations and did so with honor and sacrifice, who then went on to lead amazing lives in the civilian world as well. I gain a very unique perspective on our military community here as I am allowed the privilege of one coming to know to some small degree these amazing heroes and as I am allowed to participate in the ceremony that assists the families with bringing closure and come to see in some small degree just how much their loved on meant to them. It is very humbling to serve at Arlington.

But death is the reality. Yet there are so many encouraging stories. So many things to bring a smile to one's face. I rejoice when I see loved one's whose faces light up with hope as I share the promises of God with them. For me, even the cemetery itself cries out hope, as the trees and flowers come to life. Here the dead are honored and remembered, but hope is also flourishing.

There are certain spots in the cemetery that are especially meaningful to me. The spot near the Pentagon where the memorial to the victims of Sept 11th sits and many of the dead are buried, is a place I like to view and meditate upon. It reminds me of one of the key motivators that lead me to put the uniform on again. It reminds me of why victory must be won and freedom must triumph.

And finally, I had to give you one good shot of the famous Cherry Blossoms of the DC area. These are from Fort Meyer, which sits adjacent to the cemetery. It is there that we do most of our grocery shopping, where I get my gas, and go to the gym, most of the time.

The pace has picked up with Spring coming on. Monday I had 6, but my boss took a couple of them from me, so I dropped to 4. Week after next though, I am on temporary duty down to Atlanta for training in "SafeTalk" a new suicide awareness and intervention program. I'll come back as a trainer. The other big program that I've been managing should wrap up this week. It was not bad at all because I had some really great folks working with me and they made this happen.

Have a great spring!

On this Anniversary of the Iraq War

This is worth looking at: "Not Ready to End the Fight"

Read the story behind the video here

"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." -- Edmund Burke

I think it is important for folks to remember we who serve volunteer to serve. We go in harms way to defend liberty, our nation, and our families because we want to serve.

There are important lessons from our history we must never forget.


I also find myself moved by this video on Youtube set to
Toby Keith's: "American Soldier"

I'm just tryin' to be a father
raise a dauther and a son
be a lover to their mother
everything to everyone
up and at em bright and early
i'm all busness in my suit
ya i'm dressed up for sucsess
from my head down to my boots
i don't do it for the money
there's bills that i can't pay
i don't do it for the glory
i just do it anyway
providing for our futures
my responsibility
ya i'm real good on the pressure
bein all that i can be

i can't call in sick on mondays when the weekends been too strong
i just work straight through the hollidays
sometimes all night long
you can bet that i stand ready
when the wolf growles at the door
hey i'm solid
hey i'm steady
hey i'm true down to the core

And i will always do my duty
no matter what the price
i've counted up the cost
i know the sacrafice

oh and i don't want to die for you
but if dyin's askin me, i'll bear that cross with honor
cause freedom don't come free

I'm an american soldier
an american
beside my brothers and my sisters
i will proudly take a stand
when liberty's in jeapordy
i will always do whats right
i'm out here on the front line
sleep in peace tonight
American Soldier
i'm an american soldier

ya an american soldier
an american
beside my brothers and my sisters
i will proudly take a stand
when liberty's in jeapordy
i will always do whats right
i'm out here on the front line
so sleep in peace tonight
American Soldier
i'm an american
an american
an american soldier

Above All II

I was reading this morning that the Air Force has awarded the contract for our much needed new tanker. My attention was grabbed by a line that while the contracts is very expensive, it is nowhere near as expensive as the Army's new Future Combat Systems Program. I went to watch the video "warning order" at this site http://www.army.mil/fcs/ and I had to smile. In the midst of all the high tech training and combat there is one essential piece of the puzzle to getting the army from their home station to the fight: The United States Air Force! Hoorah!