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Honoring Veterans Day

I am a multi-faceted "peace-nik".

So what does that mean? Well, think of a woman heavily influenced by images of John Lennon in front of the Statue of Liberty and the choruses of "Give Peace a Chance" ringing in her head.


Think of a teenager racing up to a friend in the halls of her high school hands held high in peace symbol/victory sign, exclaiming "MAKE LOVE NOT WAR" every day of her sophomore year.


Think of an eight grader engaging in a screaming match with her teacher on the injustice of dropping the bomb in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Those images are still burned in my mind so clearly, I still feel the pain in my heart as when I first saw the video in class that day.


Now, think of a young woman who witnessed Vets returning home from a war they had valiantly fought in and were thanked with protests signs, obscenities and claims they were murderers and baby killers. Vets who came home from nightmarish conditions, who the government deemed old enough to endure those horrors but passed laws in which they could not even buy a beer to calm the memories.


I try to be a peaceful person. I am anti war(really is anyone PRO war?!) I want troops to come home. I don't want 18 year old men and women out fighting a war, giving their lives for a cause, that I personally don't think we should have been involved in, in the first place. I have always had the opinion since my teenage years that "If the politicians want a war let them battle it out themselves". I would protest war and the governments who cause it.


But I will not protest the Vets.


So with this is mind I wish all the Vets, near and far, present in body and spirit much PEACE and LOVE. I honor you for your self sacrifice, valor and courage.

May we all soon see the day when "nation shall not take up sword against nation; they shall never again know war." Isa 2:4


PS. BTW, I found it interesting to learn that the Peace symbol was originally designed as an Nuclear Disarmament symbol.



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