Saturday, November 06, 2004

Pray For Our Military Families

I noticed, on Drudge, a story about Marines praying before battle and I decided to do something I don't ordinarily do.

I want to share with you an email I recently received from an old friend.

Please tell everyone thanks for voting. Buy them a beer
if they voted for President Bush. What a load lifted from
our shoulders!

We are usually too busy to think about home, but the
election weighed heavily on us. The results have
confirmed for us that the American people support us
and what we're doing.

We're gearing up for a big fight. Ours will be with the
terrorist thugs in Fallujah. Beyond that I can say
little else.

I included the Psalms verses you sent when I
talked to the men.

We are ready. We are about a great work.

Pray for our families. Ask our Holy Father to give them
strength in these days to come.


[name withheld]

Battle is hard. Watching and waiting from the sidelines is hard, too .. especially when you feel completely helpless to affect the outcome.

Our military families live this every day. Only a soldier would ask for prayers for his family and not think to ask us to pray for him.

I am reminded of what Jesus said of the centurion: I have not found so great faith.

The Psalms my friend referred to is Psalms 18:32-42

It is God that girdeth me with strength,
and maketh my way perfect.

He maketh my feet like hinds' feet,
and setteth me upon my high places.

He teacheth my hands to war,
so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.

Thou hast also given me the shield of thy salvation:
and thy right hand hath holden me up,
and thy gentleness hath made me great.

Thou hast enlarged my steps under me,
that my feet did not slip.

I have pursued mine enemies,
and overtaken them:
neither did I turn again
till they were consumed.

I have wounded them that they were not able to rise:
they are fallen under my feet.

For thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle:
thou hast subdued under me those that rose up against me.

Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies;
that I might destroy them that hate me.

They cried,
but there was none to save them:
even unto the LORD,
but he answered them not.

Then did I beat them small
as the dust before the wind:
I did cast them out
as the dirt in the streets.

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