to them we owe

Memorial Day has come to mean the beginning of summer, a time for picnics and barbecues, and a holiday to gather around the family. That happiness and freedom, however, is a product of the real cause for the holiday: the sacrifice made by men and women who have fought and died for the freedoms and liberties Americans hold dear. Memorial Day is a time to remember that the American way of life is not cheap but rather has been purchased by the lives of so many who have sacrificed for us to live free and happily now.

‘lest we forget…

To Them We Owe

© Don Nielsen

Published: June 2014

Happened today, and in the past;
Sacrifice made, for ours to last.

Wives to widows, families torn;
Gave their lives, for them we mourn.

Gone forever, souls are lost;
Freedom comes, with this cost.

Enjoy the life, they did preserve;
Fate they suffered, did not deserve.

On this day, lest we forget;
To them we owe, our life in debt.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/to-them-we-owe

Land of the free because of the Brave.

hugs n’ blessings to all those who mourn the loss of a loved one today – may their ultimate sacrifice never be forgotten.

“Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”

John 15:13
RIP 1st Lt. Chase Prasnicki June 27, 2012

son-of-a-biscuit

Today is this biscuit lover’s birthday!

“Did someone say, Biscuits?”
Seriously. He loves biscuits.

And so I send out a special prayer just for him. May it ‘rise like dough’ up to the Heavens & be answered by the One above!

Lord, I’m praying for my boy today.

Thank you for giving him to me, and for the privilege of being his parent. I’ve got some things on my heart, and I’m bringing these request to You now. Thank You that You hear and answer prayer.

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love me just as you are!

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Lucca, Italy

Love Me Just As You Are!

Author Unknown

I know your wretchedness, the struggles and tribulations of your soul and the weakness of your sickly body; I know your cowardice, your sins, your dejection, and yet I tell you, “Give me your heart, love me just as you are!”

If you wait to be an angel before abandoning yourself and giving yourself to Love, you’ll never love me.  Although you fall over & over into those faults that you would never wish to commit, although you may be so weak in the practice of virtue; I will bear everything, except your refusal to love me.  

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Florence, Italy.

At every instant and in every state of mind in which you may find yourself, in fervor as in dryness, love me just as you are!  I want the love of your needy heart; if you wait to be perfect to love me, you’ll never love me.  Am I not able to make of every grain of sand a seraph, radiant in purity, nobility, and love?  Could I not, with a single movement of my will, make thousands of saints arise out of nothingness, a thousand times more perfect and lovable than the ones I have created?  Am I not the omnipotent one?  And if I have wished to leave unmade forever all these marvelous beings, and have preferred your poor love to theirs? Continue reading “love me just as you are!”