Not Bad for an Old Man

Once again I'm the "old man". When I went through boot camp in the Navy, I was the old man at 24. At COT I was the old man turning 40 while I was there. And now at SOS I am the old man in the class at 43. So not bad for an old man. Today we had a physical fitness eval to make sure we can do the physical evolutions of the training. Ran my mile and a half in 11.23 and had 60 situps and 50 push ups in my minute time frame for each. I've slowed down a bit since my navy days when I could run between 9.45 and 10.15 (I have had one 10.23 since coming on active duty a couple of years ago).

I have a great flight!!! I marvel at the level of expertise of some of these operators - flyers, Special Operations, Engineers, active and reservists: even an international officer. Motivation is high. A great diversity of career fields and great expertise. I think it is going to be a great ride! Our flight instructor from SOS itself is a man who flew on looking glass for some time. He has already been great to us and got us off to a great start.

Hooah!

Crede viam

Trust the path.

I am here in Montgomery Alabama once again for PME (professional military education) having been selected to attend SOS (squadron officer school) in residence.

On my drive down here, I detoured across the Tennessee river into Dayton Tennessee. It was from this area some four years ago that I made my journey from civilian parish ministry into the military.

I stopped into my favorite place in Dayton: Jacob Meyer's Deli. It is co-owned by a friend of mine whose name is not Jacob or Meyers. You would have to ask him how he and his brother came up with the name. But I love the place. It is a soup/sandwich shop with coffee bar and the best pumpkin logs I have ever had. And the soup is great too!

It was truly a blessing to see my friend that I had no seen for several years and to find him prospering though grieving for his father who recently passed away.

Anyway, as I drove out of town back to my original route, I was listening to a book on CD "Out of Egypt" about the young Christ child coming of age and understanding. Driving to Montgomery gives one a great deal of time to think.

When you look back on life, you might never have guessed that you are where you are. And we might grow suspicious that we have no real way of knowing where we are going to wind up and what we are ultimately going to experience as life has its ways of bring new unexpected things. But we do know that ultimately we shall die. But for the Christian death is a door, a passage, into new and resurrected life beyond sickness, death, and even evil. Walking the path of life is much like walking a path through the woods like the Appalachian trail. You don't know what you may experience or what is around the bend - but you trust the destination and that the path will get you there. Or like driving to a new town following a road never traveled before, but trusting it will take you to the destination as advertised.

Trust the path. And enjoy it.

I am an American Airman

Today I and my fellow airmen buried an American Airman who served his country during World War II and beyond with full military honors.

Want to know what it means to be an American Airman? This video is who we are.

Wow! Video of AF strike in Afghanistan

Check out this video of an Air Force strike against the Taliban in Afghanistan.

PS: I gotta get me one of these!

Saturday I had the privilege of assisting with the laying of a wreath in memory of the 90th Bomb Group, the Jolly Rogers, at the grave site of its former commander at Arlington. I truly enjoy the opportunities to visit with and talk to these incredible veterans of World War II, though in many cases it is the widow who comes as their husband has passed. It is humbling to think that too soon the last veterans of the great conflict that ushered America truly onto the world stage will have passed away and only memory and legacy shall remain. But that is true of us all.

I have been quite busy preparing for my upcoming TDY to Maxwell. Last week I was incredibly surprised to learn that I had been selected to attend Squadron Officer School in residence in November-December. The selection process is competitive and it is a true honor to have been chosen to be the first to attend this fiscal year to represent the 11th Wing. I have stepped up my physical conditioning program as well as started diving into provided course materials so I can hit the ground running. The school is a five week training evolution designed to teach and test leadership in an environment of intentional pressure and stress. I suspect it will go quickly.

Media Truth

As a philosophy major one quickly learns that there is a major difference between truth, meaning, and opinion. One learns how people's opinions can be shaped and molded by the information provided and the amount of information provided. If one says the same thing enough times, for instance, people start to believe it. So my philosophical radar popped up this morning as I read a story concerning the number of reporters in Iraq now that the situation is improving militarily and economically. It would appear that good news just is not something that news outlets want to report on as much as blood guts and dire news. (Hmmm... wonder how that trend is impacting the economic markets today too. Is it really as bad as it is or could the approach be making what is a bad situation look like a disaster?)

Anyway, the Washington Post is reporting that with the improvement in safety and the economy in Iraq, the number of embedded reporters shrank from this time last year from 219 to 39. That is an 83% reduction.

A corresponding 83% improvement in the DOW from Friday's figure would take us back to 15465.67 -- WOW. So a $10,000 dollar investment made at the peak of the market would have declined to $5,700 in value on Friday in difficult economic times and if one got out and quit the market they would loose almost half of what they started with - that would be a disaster in my opinion. But if they stay in (which I plan to do by the way) and there was a corresponding increase in the market their invested value would rise to $10,500 - and one would actually be better off for enduring. I think anyone would say that would be a huge improvement to where we are right now and a huge reversal of fortune. Of course it will take a great deal of work to get there, financial leaders with some great judgment, patience, some time, and stick-to-it-ness. But I think as far as the financials go - the economy will recover. Americans can tackle difficult situations and overcome when we work together and keep on keeping on.

Of course I am comparing apple's and oranges because the decreasing in reporters in Iraq has no direct impact on when, how, or how much the American/world economy will bounce back. But I do expect, that once the economy gets back on track it won't make the news quite as much as before.

At least there is good news in Iraq. But there was good news when I was there some two years ago - but you don't read about it too often in the printed news or hear it too often on the networks. I wonder why? Do people really relish the bad stuff and not celebrate the good stuff?

POW / MIA Remembrance Day

Today is the day our nation sets aside to remember those who are still Missing in Action and possibly Prisoners of War. I had the distinct honor today of providing the invocation for the remembrance ceremony at the Air Force Memorial here in Washington DC this morning. I was touched by the comments of one of the key speakers who shared her story of her father who was missing in Vietnam for over 20 years before the family finally found out what happened to him and the recovery of his remains. I was also touched by conversations with family members whose loved ones still are missing.

Here is my invocation:

Almighty God, our heavenly Father we approach your throne of grace to beseech your presence with us today as we remember those who have been or currently remain Prisoners of War or Missing in Action in service to our nation.

We give thanks for the faithful service of all who have worn and currently wear the uniform of military service.

On this day, we ask your special blessing upon those instances where service members are currently Missing in Action. It is our special hope that they would return to us safe and sound, but in the least may we learn their stories and so bring closure to their loved ones. Be with the families who still deal with the day to day anxieties of unanswered questions.

We thank you for giving strength to those who call on you while in their captivity for we know there is no place where you are not present and therefore no place without hope.

We give you thanks for those who have returned home alive and been reunited with their families.

We ask your spirit of comfort and consolation to rest upon the families of those who were found to have made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom. May their sacrifice serve as a constant call and reminder to us to live a life of service for one another.

In each and every case, former and current POW or MIA, recovered or still lost – may our nation always remember and honor ever brave act of sacrifice and endurance that the call of liberty may always ring strong in our world.

And we are bold to ask you to watch over all our men and women currently in harms way – to grant us victory over tyranny and terror and grant us peace. In the name of the One and only God. Amen.

Until they are all home Until their stories are known and told

AT Trek

I was out on the Appalachian Trail for a couple of days. I had planned to do an entire week with a buddy who was through hiking and hitting this section, but had a little incident with a bear and a bit of a tumble down the trail as I sought to gain some distance with the result that my pack strap removed a layer of skin from my left shoulder... but such is life. When I looked up the bear was gone. I figure he must have thought something bigger than him got me when I slipped. Was still a good time though. I can say though, the bear population of the Shenandoah National Park is in good shape. I saw my first one in a tree not 15 minutes into the hike. By the end of the first day I found 6 total, everyone of them perched in a tree. The one on the second day was perched right in the middle of the path I was following.

Anyway, here are a few snapshots from my shortened trek in the northern section of the park.
Here is a typical view from elevation atop one of the smaller mountains one has to climb on the trail.

This is a view from the first day out. The trail goes down the side of the slope I"m standing on, crosses the parkway in the distance, up that climb, down into the valley and up the mountain in the far distance following the top of the mountain down the crest for about six miles to a park wayside store (where incidentally I stopped my hike after my shoulder wound opened up on me.)

View from the top of Hogback Mountain looking west into the Shenandoah valley.

The trail in this section is in very good condition - easy to follow and well signed and blazed. This section was quite peaceful with the ferns growing.

The Appalachian Trail itself comes close to Skyline Parkway in a number of locations. Unfortunate if you seek to be away from all signs of civilization. Good though, if you need to seek an alternate route around a particularly stubborn bear.

In fifteen years of hiking the AT and other associated trails in TN, VA, and NC - I've only seen a handful of bears. They were thick in the Shenandoah. I got so used to seeing bear scat on the trail that I ceased to pay too much attention to it.

Video of the Dedication

You can watch the full ceremony here.

Pentagon Memories

"...that day of peace will come. And until it does we ask a loving God to watch over our troops in battle. We ask Him to comfort the families who mourn. And we ask Him to bless our great land. And now it is my honor to dedicate the Pentagon Memorial."

-- President George Bush Sept 11, 2008

Hear "There are No Words"

Seven years ago I would never have envisioned that I would be standing on the grounds of the Pentagon for the dedication of the memorial to the victims of 9-11 who died there. It was a solemn, powerful, and important occasion that I was honored and humbled to be a small part of. There were moments of pride, moments of sorrow, moments that goose bumps rose on my skin, and moments of renewed resolve to do what is necessary that this never happens again.

Here beneath these sloping fields of Arlington National Cemetery, fields that hold our nation’s fallen, this building stands as a silent monument to the resolve of a free people. And so too this memorial in its shadow will stand not only as a symbol of a nation’s grief, but as an eternal reminder of men and women of valor who saw flame and smoke, stepped forward to save and protect the lives of their fellow Americans on September 11th.

Let it also remind each of us of those who have volunteered to serve in our nation’s armed forces before and every day since. Our nation’s military has stood strong in this new age of peril, determined that what happened here seven years ago must not happen again.

--Secretary Donald Rumsfeld Sept 11 2008

I was deeply moved by the stories of some who were lost, including a young boy who was on a school field trip. I was moved by the incredible rendition of the Battle Hymn of the Republic (all verses) and by the closing singing of God bless America.

There was prayer and a wreath laying, numerous musical selections and powerful comments from former and current leaders including the President, Secretary Rumsfeld, and Secretary Gates. But the most moving moments were the reading of each name of one lost with their photo displayed large behind. The children hit me the hardest.

STORY AND VIDEO SYNOPSIS HERE

TAPS IS BLOWN DURING THE DEDICATION
AS THE ORIGINAL FIRE FIGHTERS WHO DRAPED THE FLAG RENDER HONOR

PRESIDENT BUSH'S COMMENTS

We also honor those who raised their hands and made the noble decision to defend our nation in a time of war.
When our enemies attacked the Pentagon, they pierced the rings of this building, but they could not break the resolve of the United States Armed Forces.
Since 9-11 our troops have taken the fight to the terrorist abroad so we do not have to face them here at home.
Thanks to the brave men and women and all those who work to keep us safe, there has not been another attack on our soil in
two thousand five hundred and fifty-seven days."

-- President Bush September 11, 2008
Dedication of the Pentagon Memorial

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

MEET THE FALLEN

Almost 7 years later

I expect you can remember like myself what you were doing Sept 11 2001.

Here is an interesting article in Stars and Stripes by 4 military folks and what was going on in their lives. This got my attention:

"Childress had arrived at the Pentagon for his new assignment Sept. 4, and his household goods were to arrive the next day. But because of a clerical error, there was a delay. He was told his goods could be delivered on Monday, the 10th, or Tuesday, the 11th.

'I told them Tuesday,' he said. 'It’s a decision that saved my life. Everyone around my desk was killed.'"

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I myself was working in my office at Trinity Lutheran Church in Cincinnati on a Bible study for later that week when my phone rang, "Pastor, are we going to have a special service?" I didn't have a clue as to why until they said to watch the news. I turned on the news just in time to see the second tower come down. I couldn't believe what was happening at first. I remember that very morning beginning to consider coming back into military service.

We had our prayer service that night. A month later we held a commemoration memorial that we had to move out on the lawn for seating. We had a Lincoln impersonator who participated by sharing part of the Gettysburg address, a section of which I use during most of my committal services at Arlington National Cemetery.

It is such an honor to have walked the halls of the Pentagon and to stand on the ground where some of those who were killed were laid to rest. These sights are a constant reminder to me of the sacrifices made and the need for service so that ...the government of the people, for the people, and by the people shall not perish from the earth." These sights remind me of my daily commitment to winning this war in whatever small way that I can contribute to the struggle.

Wreathed in Memories

Being a chaplain assigned to the 11th Wing here in DC has its perks at times. Today I had the incredible privilege of assisting in a wreath laying ceremony at the Air Force Memorial in honor and memory of the 84th Bombardment Group with the 8th Air Force. These fellows flew 170 combat missions over Europe flying out of England. Tremendous. This is their last reunion as many of the members are now quite elderly or have passed on.

Unfortunately, tropical storm Hanna reduced our program a bit today, but together we stood in the rain. I made a few comments about their service and thanked them. I also shared that they laid the foundation with their service for what is now the United States Air Force and that I consider that what we do today in many ways is a continuation of their tradition of service and an attempt to uphold the high standards and performance they laid down during that great conflict of the second World War. Following my comments and invocation, I snapped to attention, did a sharp about face, presented arms and sounds of taps rang out their the hallowed stones of the memorial site as a young sergeant for the Air Force Band played. We then dropped out salutes and the service was concluded.

Pentagon Memorial Dedication

I am very excited. Today I received tickets to the invitation only dedication of the Pentagon Memorial. This means a great deal to me as it was the attacks on our country that day which lead me to begin exploring going back into the military on active duty as a chaplain. I see the Pentagon every day from where I work here at Arlington. Planes constantly overfly the cemetery on the way to Reagan International Airport. Not a day goes by at Arlington that I don't recall the attack on our nation that took place here.

Read about the Memorial here.

(click to see bigger picture)

On September 11th, great sorrow came to our country.
And from that sorrow has come great resolve.
Today, we are a nation awakened to the evil of terrorism, and determined to destroy it.
That work began the moment we were attacked;
and it will continue until justice is delivered.

-- President George Bush Oct 11, 2001 speech at the Pentagon