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Showing posts with label Memorial Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Memorial Day. Show all posts

Monday, May 27, 2024

A Memorial Day Memory...

His name is Caleb Lufkin.  He was serving in Iraq in the spring of 2006 when an explosive device hit his Humvee.  He was 24 years old...

His story could be told a thousand times over in the lives of so many service men and women throughout the years.  But Gratitude runs deeper for the heart-ache this one soldier leaves in his wake, for...

His mother is our cousin, Marcy.

Caleb is one of our own.  His sacrifice was ultimate...for our Freedom.
His loss sears our very hearts.



May we always remember that
Freedom is never Free.
 
Thank you, to each and every Veteran for your Ultimate Sacrifice...
your devotion to God and Country, steadfast and honorable,
an inspiration and a gift.

And thank you to the family, friends and loved ones whose sacrifice continues to this day.
We honor your loss and your heart-ache...
May God shower Blessings of Abundance on you,
Moments of Peace, Memories of Love, Mercy-Gifts of Hope
 
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SACRIFICE!

Tuesday, May 31, 2022

When the News is Devastating...

This has been a hard couple of weeks.

The news of wars abroad and wars at home.  The taking of innocent lives, the murder of children, right here in America.

Worry can consume our days.  Cancer compounds the fear.  It's a slippery slope... we can so easily get sucked into a vicious cycle of heartache and hurt.

And in the midst of it all, a time for Remembrance.

Memorial Day.  A Day to Honor, to Remember. To give thanks that another would lay down their life for ours.

There is still hurt.  And heartache.  And even worry.  We feel things deeply... the love and the pain.

To give space for the honoring, we're making a choice.... to be mindful of our Time, to hold some boundaries for Hope. And to choose Kindness in a world gone mad.

Turn off the news.  Put down your phone.  Lift up your head.  Get your house in order.

And pray.  Oh, loved ones, we have to pray.  Only God can heal our brokenness.

Only Jesus can mend our torn and weary hearts.


Monday, May 25, 2020

A Step of Faith...

Did you know that before Memorial Day was a day of remembering, there was another day, a way of honoring our fallen called Decoration Day?



The origins of our Memorial Day tradition only make the honoring more poignant...

Decoration Day began in the years following the Civil War which ended in the spring of 1865.  The death toll was unimaginable... claiming more lives than any conflict in United States history.  Families were torn apart.  The divide between the North and South a wound that ran deep.

As the war came to a close, Congress established the national cemetery system to lay our fallen soldiers to rest, both Union and Confederate.

In the years following the Civil War, people began holding rituals in the spring to lay flowers and pray over the graves in tribute to the many, many fallen soldiers.  Thus, Decoration Day became a way to remember the service of the brave and loved.



In 1868, General John A. Logan set aside the 30th of May "for the purpose of strewing with flowers, or otherwise decorating the graves of comrades who died in defense of their country during the late rebellion, and whose bodies now lie in almost every city, village and hamlet churchyard in the land."

Can you imagine the pain and visceral grief those families experienced as they laid flowers at the graves of husbands, sons, friends... and enemies... for the Union and Confederate soldiers often lay side by side in the cemeteries as nearby fields still bore the scars of the too recent battles, soaked in the blood that nearly tore our country in two.



It was a monumental step of faith to ask the people to decorate all the graves.  For the loved and for the enemy.

Some were brothers... Some were strangers.

But for the sake of unity.  For the enduring of a nation... the memorials were laid for all who fought.

It humbles me to think of the strength it took for those families to lay aside their deep hurt and choose to honor all the fallen.



Those steps of faith walk us through history.  Decoration Day became Memorial Day soon after World War I when as a nation we honored all our fallen, both those here and those on foreign soil.

And that faith can be a model to each of us.  When we choose to set aside our differences, our pain, our heartbreak and walk out love right where we are.  And not just this Memorial Day... it is a way of living life well and gifting Grace far and wide.

"We ought always to thank God for you,
brothers and sisters, and rightly so,
because your faith is growing more and more,
and the love all of you have for one another is increasing.
Therefore, among God's churches we boast about
your perseverance and faith
in all the persecutions and trials
you are enduring."
                           II Thess 1:3.4

Faith in who we are and whose we are... this Memorial Day I am reminded that the most holy of Love comes from a God who did not neglect to share it with us through the gift and sacrifice of Christ.

For surely, in Christ that love overflowed and covered this unworthy heart with an unmerited tenderness.  And it is in Christ that faith finds a foothold and the strength to persevere during the storms and sufferings of this life...

... giving us the strength to decorate the grave of our enemy and move forward in faith as forgiveness frees our wounded souls.



Graced to Remember this day,
In Love, Always,
Jane




Monday, May 27, 2019

Lessons from the Changing of the Guard



On a hill overlooking our nation's capitol, there is a monument.  It stands sentinel over the last resting place of an unidentified soldier from World War I.

The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

This burial ground is a bit of sacred space.  It is guarded continually.  In every kind of weather.

Be it searing sun, or driving sleet, a drenching rain or balmy night... the men and women who stand guard over this Tomb do so with the a steadfast devotion.

They are the Tomb Guards.  These soldiers are part of the 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment known as "The Old Guard."

It is one of the highest honors to serve this post.

The changing of the guards is also one of the most solemn events to attend... One day the farmer and I will go and stand in quiet gratitude, but until we do, there's a part of the ceremony that just stills my heart...


At each changing, the relief commander appears with the new relief soldier. They face the current soldier on duty and in unison all three turn to salute the Unknown in the Tomb...



The commander then turns to the soldier on duty and gives the charge, "Pass on your orders."  To this the soldier replies, "Post and orders remain as directed."  The new soldier ready to relieve him responds, "Orders acknowledged" and steps into position on the mat to begin his turn guarding the tomb.


This changing of the guard, it is somber and dignified and holds such meaning.  Post and Orders, Remain as Directed...

And so it is with us.  We are all given our Post and our Orders.  Through life, no matter what comes, they remain as directed.

Mom would be the first to say that her battle with pancreatic cancer only sharpened her post and her orders.  For her, it was to love and cherish her husband, her children and grandchildren.  The cancer, it simply laser-focused those orders.  It did not change them... Her Post and Orders, they Remained as Directed, no matter what came her way.  She loved us so very well.

Mom walked through the cancer fray with a grace and a dignity that would do the Tomb Guards proud.

Wherever your Post, Whatever your Orders, may I encourage you to Stay the Course?  I speak it to myself,  When we grow weary in the journey, when we face the storms and searing heat of battle... might we remember the charge,

Your Post and Orders Remain as Directed...









Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day 2017


Memorial Day Greetings 
from the Lake...


Remembering the Fallen this day,
May your sacrifice never be forgotten...

It is a gift of ultimate sacrifice
that gives us the ultimate freedoms we live in each day.

For All gave Some,
But Some gave All...

In Grateful Memory,
Always,
      Jane 

Monday, May 30, 2016

Monday, May 25, 2015

Honoring our Fallen...




It is widely believed that Memorial Day began as an event to honor Union soldiers, who had died during the American Civil War.  After World War I, it was extented to include all men and women, who died in any war or military action.

It is traditional to fly the Flag of the United States at half mast from dawn until noon.

And those would be the facts found in history books... Yet in our family, this day marks a personal journey of loss... for it is a day we grieve a loss of ultimate sacrifice...


Bowing head and heart in grateful remembrance:

Pfc Caleb Andrew Lufkin
December 9, 1981
May 25, 2006

You are loved, always remembered,
and honored today with tears spilling over.


Monday, May 26, 2014

Honoring the Brave...

Today the flags were flying down Dad's street.

 


 
A beautifully poignant reminder of today's solemn celebration.  As the flag flies free in the warm breeze we have only to look to the brave men and women of our armed services to thank, for freedom is never really free...
 
 
 
Graced with Gratitude this day...
 
 

Monday, May 28, 2012

And Some Gave All

                                                                     Photo Credit:  Freedom Isn't Free

We remember this Memorial Day...