Guest Blogger... Thanks Kisa Raye!!!!
To The Soldiers Who Serve...Thank You!!!
The other day, Angel and I were both reminded of our former lives. We were sitting at her kitchen table catching up and talking about events when suddenly the conversation took a pause and we heard a familiar sound. Most wouldn’t even make the connection, but to the two of us it took us back to another time. We listened and smiled. I asked her if that sound meant anything to her and she knew what I was asking. The sound was a helicopter passing overhead. That sound is comfortable to me. It brings me back to my childhood, and as I discovered that day, it does the same thing to Angel. You see, we are both Army brats.
My younger sister and I saying goodbye to Dad before he leaves for Vietnam.
We share this past, and that has connected us on a much deeper level. Our very identities are rooted in this very special community. It’s a tight knit community that is almost impossible to describe to an outsider. I am thankful that I grew up in this environment where service to God and country was a daily practice. I learned many things that would eventually mold me into the woman I am today. I learned sacrifice, trust, honor, hope, love, and faith in that community. What amazing gifts!
The greatest gift I witnessed daily was the act of service. It played out differently from my father and mother. My father, like many servicemen and women, was dedicated to the Army and its mission while my mother supported our own family and other military wives and families. I obviously did not know at the time what I was witnessing, but as I grew older I began to understand this selfless act of sacrifice and servitude. Daily I saw examples of honor, trust, obedience, hope, faith and love in this community I called home. It was selfless. My parents with their distinct roles were serving our country! That is something to be proud of!
The essence of the military is a servant’s heart. Sound familiar? Are we not to be servants to our Heavenly Father? Are we not to practice obedience, trust, honor, faith, and love daily? What great seeds about service and God’s higher calling were planted in me, Angel, and many other “brats” so many years ago.
So on this Memorial Day, may we honor the fallen, the active duty, and the veterans for their bravery and commitment to serve. May we strive to live each day more like our military men and women, to first serve God and than our brothers and sisters. It’s just that simple. So thank you, to the military community who taught me what serving others looks like and feels like. It feels like God’s heart!
God Bless America and the men and women who serve.