REST IN PEACE, NOBLE MEN

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. ~John 15:13

General George S. Patton said, “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.” Today we do both.

Thank you for your selfless lives and ultimate sacrifice, from a grateful American. I will strive to make this country worthy of you.

Prospice
by Robert Browning
(1812-1889)

FEAR death? -- to feel the fog in my throat,
The mist in my face,
When the snows begin, and the blasts denote
I am nearing the place,
The power of the night, the press of the storm,
The post of the foe;
Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form,
Yet the strong man must go:
For the journey is done and the summit attained,
And the barriers fall,
Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained,
The reward of it all.
I was ever a fighter, so -- one fight more,
The best and the last!
I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore,
And bade me creep past.
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers
The heroes of old,
Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears
Of pain, darkness and cold.
For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave,
The black minute's at end,
Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain,
Then a light, then thy breast,
O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again,
And with God be the rest!


~Shyla Lefever