Tomorrow is the observance of Memorial Day in the U.S. It’s a day set aside to remember American soldiers who paid the ultimate price for our freedom – they lost their lives in the service of their country. A recent poll taken among high school students asked the question – “What does Memorial Day mean to you?” “It’s the day the pool opens” – was the top response. Sadly, many from the younger generation seems destined to criticize the military, find fault with the President, and to have little respect for those who have served or are now serving our nation in the cause of freedom.
During a visit to Washington, D.C. last November, Mrs REV and I were able to visit several monuments and memorials. Among the most stirring to me was the Viet Nam Memorial. 58,000 men and women died in the service of our country…defending the freedom of others on foreign soil. The memorial lists every name, etched in black marble. It was a sobering experience that brought tears to my eyes. I looked for a high school buddy’s name – Robert Beckman – and found it…pausing to recall how different his life – cut down at age 21 – was than mine. My draft number was very low…in the teens…and had I not been a divinity student, I may well have been called up to serve, as my friend was. As you may imagine, I lingered at the Viet Nam Memorial for a long time.
Take some time tomorrow to reflect on the price paid for your freedom. Take some time to thank God for those who were willing to serve and die. Take some time to pray for the families who lost loved ones who fought for the cause of liberty. And finally, take some time to pray for those courageous men and women serving in the U.S. military today in Iraq and several other locations around the world.
A fallen friend…Robert C. Beckman
The Viet Nam Memorial