Saturday, December 22, 2012
"Twas The Night
Before Jesus Came"
This poem is offered for those who appreciate it. Those who do
not can skip on by.
"Twas the night
before Jesus came and all through the house
Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
The children were dressing
to crawl into bed.
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter.
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said "it's not here" my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound.
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!"
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
When out of the East there arose such a clatter.
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said "it's not here" my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound.
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!"
~ Author Unknown
A
Soldier's Christmas Story
This story comes around every year at this
time. Actually, I would like to see a version for every season, just as our
troops are guarding our freedom throughout the year. This entire poem goes
directly to my heart, but the line that truly says it all is
"
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
The
embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
'What are you doing?' I asked without fear,
'Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!'
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said 'Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.'
'It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl
on a day in December,'
Then he sighed, 'That's a Christmas '
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
'What are you doing?' I asked without fear,
'Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!'
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said 'Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night.'
'It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at '
Then he sighed, 'That's a Christmas '
Gram always
remembers.'
My dad stood his watch in the jung les of 'Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag .
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.'
'So go back inside,' he said, 'harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.'
'But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
'Give you money,' I asked, 'or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son.'
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
'Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.'
My dad stood his watch in the jung les of '
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag .
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.'
'So go back inside,' he said, 'harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.'
'But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
'Give you money,' I asked, 'or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son.'
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
'Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.'
The following note was
on the email I received with this poem. In the hopes that this gives credit to
the proper author, I include it here as well.
PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to ourU.S. service
men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in
this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of
our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30t h Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum ,Iraq
PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30t h Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum ,
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
A Letter That Needs To Be Shared Over and Over
The
following email has come through my inbox again. It is one that makes all
else around me come to a complete stop as I read it - again. This should be
shared with every high school class room, with every company, every
organization and every news media. We have shared this on Stardust Radio
Network Inc in conjunction with a song by Darryl Worley called "POW
369", which echoes almost identical sentiments.
The
men and women who protect our freedom are as precious, if not more precious,
than many of the natural resources that keep our country running. For without
their dedication and selflessness,
without their commitment to keeping our country free and to our Constitution,
we would have little opportunity to use our other resources.
We
cannot let these amazing Americans slip away unnoticed. Please reach out to
the Veteran facilities in your area and take every opportunity you have to
say "Thank You".
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Monday, December 10, 2012
United We Roll World Tour Show
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Tuesday 12/11/12 1:00pm- 2:00pm
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Central (Repeat)
Welcome Stardust Listeners -
We thank you for joining us on Tuesday, December
11h of 2012.
Today we are bringing
you our first visit with members from the CTF 4-2.
We will be speaking with
SSG Tiffany and SFC Danny Monnett, an active duty
couple who are on deployment in
the same unit, but in much different jobs.
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Interview #1 (appr 1:11pm)
- SSG Tiffany and SFC Danny Monnett
CTF 4-2 (Combined Taskforce 4th Stryker Brigade, 2nd
Infantry Division)
Afghanistan
Show ends at appr 2:00pm
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"Patriotism is not short, frenzied outbursts of emotion,
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Adlai E. Stevenson
but the tranquil and steady dedication of a lifetime."
Adlai E. Stevenson
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Our Elected Officials Have Lost Dignity & Respect
But it is the military members and First Responders who are always there when they are needed. Not like politicians who decide when and if they will be in attendance to vote on legislation. Our failing budget should be as critical as a burning building, but our legislators can still take a 3 day weekend? Their bickering and posturing has brought our country to new crisis and new terms - "sequestration", "cliff fall".
Our legislators used to be Ladies and Gentlemen who earned our respect. Today, the use of despicable language, threats to punch someone out (as in the reporter incident recently), selfish behavior and the constant name calling has taken away any trace of dignity that once graced the halls of our capitol. Is it any wonder that young persons act out the way that they do? Just watch the evening news - what a terrific role model our elected officials have become. They are ripping this country apart with their blaming, shaming, lies and lack of trust. And that is just the tip of the iceberg.
I am grateful that I grew up in the military and have known that community of love, loyalty and commitment. That used to be very similar to life in the USA. With the total lack of decent leadership in Washington DC and the horrific effects it is having on this country, I must guess that only those who are close to their faith or those who are in communities such as the military or first responders are able to find some security through those relationships.
The next time we see a terrible tragedy such as a school shooting or someone is charged with a crime that is far below what their actions called for (ie: Fort Hood shootings cited as "Work Place Violence" rather than the clear terrorism it was), let's look at our "leadership". They are quick to throw blame, it is time they start to accept blame for their actions and the trickle down effect it has had on our beautiful country. It is time they look to their own expenses and start cutting there. Perhaps if they come down off their pedestals and become a part of the regular American citizenry, they will find some of their common sense and other qualities that we really need in DC.
An Interesting Email on the Budget
I received this in an email today. Very interesting to see
what a little math will show.
But this does not show the cuts that are and will impact our
military and country's security, the Social Security and Medicare for which so
many Americans paid through hard work, but is being whittled down as these
funds are made available to people who are/were not American citizens and who
have not paid into the system. And as we all face higher medical costs and
higher taxes.
Of course, the folks in
DC have insulated themselves from the rest of Americans as they have given
themselves their own healthcare and they have eliminated their participation in
Social Security. Why do they need that, when they will live off the backs of
American taxpayers for the rest of their lives with continues paychecks for
life?
I used to hold our legislators in high regard, as once upon
a time they did seem to care about our country and our people. Sadly, that does
not seem to be the case today.
Budget Sacrifice?
I'm going to bite the bullet, too!!!! Will you join me?
President Obama ordered the cabinet to cut $100,000,000.00 ($100 million)
from
the $3,500,000,000,000.00 ($3.5 trillion) federal budget.
I'm so impressed by this sacrifice that I have decided to do the same
thing with
my personal budget. I spend about $2,000 a month on groceries, household
expenses, medicine, utilities, etc., but it's time to get out the budget
cutting axe,
go through my expenses, and cut back.
I'm going to cut my spending at exactly the same ratio (1/35,000) of my
total budget.
After doing the math, it looks like instead of spending $2,000 a month,
I'm going to
have to cut that number by six cents.
Yes,
I'm going to have to get by with $1999.94, but that's what sacrifice is all about.
I'll
just have to do without some things, that are, frankly, luxuries that are worth
a
whopping
six cents!
Does
Obama and the Democrats actually believe a microscopic 1/35,000 cut in the
federal
budget have any effect in reducing the budget crisis? Do they also believe
we
are so stupid that none of us would actually do the math? This is ludicrous!
The public needs understand how idiotic a $100 million cut is, in a $3.5
trillion budget.
You can bet they will make it sound like a great sacrifice along with the
help of their
bed partners in the Lame Stream Media!
"There
are two ways to conquer and enslave a nation...
"One
is by sword...The other is by debt."
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Saturday, December 8, 2012
How Much Do You Know About Our US Navy
During our interviews, we have learned a lot of information about US Navy members that does not
fit the typical picture of a sailor on a ship.
We have met Navy Corpsmen who were deployed to serve on the ground in Iraq and Afghanistan. We talked with a member of the water security force, the fast boats who protect our ships at and around port locations from attack, among other duties. We talked with the Commander of a nuclear attack submarine and learned so much about the lifestyle of submariners and their families.
In the meantime, there are some really fine articles and photos about this service which protects from sea and land. The following is just one of them with news, photos and a listing which provides
Welcome Home Army Captain James M. Johnstone
Welcome Home Army
Captain James M. Johnstone
It is hard to find
the words to express our deep feelings for the Johnstone family, who have
waited so long for their loved one to come home. We pray for your peace and
comfort.
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Soldier KIA During Vietnam War Identified
Army Capt. James M. Johnstone, of Baton Rouge, La., will be buried Dec. 12, in Arlington National Cemetery. On Nov. 19, 1966, Johnstone was the pilot of an OV-1A Mohawk aircraft that crashed while conducting a daytime reconnaissance mission over Attapu Province, Laos. Nearby U.S. aircrews reported seeing the wing of Johnstone's aircraft hit a tree during a climb to avoid a nearby ridgeline. No parachutes were seen exiting the aircraft. Heavy enemy presence in the area prevented recovery efforts. From 1993 to 2009, joint U.S.-Lao People's Democratic Republic (L.P.D.R.) teams, led by the Joint POW/MIA Accounting Command (JPAC), interviewed multiple witnesses, and conducted several investigations and excavations of the crash site in Attapu Province. The teams located human remains, military equipment, an identification card bearing Johnstone's name, and aircraft wreckage of an OV-1A, which correlated with the last known location of Johnstone's aircraft. To identify the remains, scientists from JPAC analyzed circumstantial evidence and used forensic identification tools, such as dental comparisons. Today, the U.S. government continues to work closely with the governments of Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia to recover Americans lost during the Vietnam War. For additional information on the Defense Department's mission to account for missing Americans, visit the DPMO website at http://www.dtic.mil/dpmo or call 703-699-1169. |
United We Roll Blog is Home for the Holidays
Wow! Talk about memories - strolling through this blog is like a walk down memory lane.
Since we are having some tech issues with our current blog, we are coming back here and just may make ourselves at home here for good again.
We have a lot of things to talk about and news to share, so let's get at it.
I am also going to see if I can update our look - it is a bit "dated", yes????
Since we are having some tech issues with our current blog, we are coming back here and just may make ourselves at home here for good again.
We have a lot of things to talk about and news to share, so let's get at it.
I am also going to see if I can update our look - it is a bit "dated", yes????
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