Meanwhile, across the country, flags wave, many at half-mast. A wreath shrouds a gravestone memorializing a loved one’s sacrifice for his fellow citizen. VFW cannons sound at dawn to rouse slumbering residents to acknowledge the day. A lone bugler stands at attention before rows of marble square stones and the piercing notes of the melancholic call echo through the air. Family and friends gather to honor the fallen.
My uncle, JR Post (USS Hornet, Vietnam)
Memorial Day is a day to remember. It is a day to tell someone that their child’s, father’s, or spouse’s service and life is appreciated. It was not lost in vain. It is a moment to say, “I would not have my way of life without them.” It is how we remember the fallen.
As you celebrate this day, stop a moment and ask yourself, “How am I going to honor the fallen today?” It may be as simple as flying Old Glory or placing a rose on a soldier’s tombstone. You may be given an opportunity to help someone or to wrap a lonely person in a hug.
If you get a chance, I hope you act on all of the above! Memorial Day is a special holiday and one that should be dear to all Americans. The freedoms we hold are not free but are paid in blood. That blood flows through a river of tears today. Remember the fallen.
My prayer for all on this day is that:“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.” Numbers 6:24-26