Hold On To The Promise
He will remove all of their sorrows, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. For the old world and its evils are gone forever. -- Revelation 21:4
Memorial Day is that day set aside to remember those who died in active military service. We remember their sacrifice. And that of their families and friends. Because every death broke a heart, shattered a dream, changed a tomorrow.
War is such an awful thing. Necessary sometimes but awful just the same. The training is rigorous and the work never seems to end. Especially in today’s world. It seems like some other country always needs our troops to help with peacekeeping. And that doesn’t even consider our own security or our own wars.
That security comes with a high price. Death, certainly. Permanent injuries -- both the physical and emotional kind -- forever change a person. Separations from family are difficult and leave scars on the soldier, spouse and children. Moves are sometimes good and sometimes bad. And on and on it goes.
These soldiers make a choice. And sometimes that choice leads them down a path they probably didn’t expect. Death. Does anybody really expect death? Perhaps those who are terminally ill have time to prepare. But a soldier who is in the prime of his/her life? I don’t think so. I don’t think any of us ever expect to wake up one day and not be around to see that day end hours later.
No more death. Just forever with those with love. The promise of a God who never breaks His promises. Something to hold on to on this day of memories.
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