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| Topic: ♥♥♥♥♥ A Soldier's Christmas Prayer ♥♥♥♥� | |
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 A Soldier's Christmas Prayer TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS , HE LIVED ALL ALONE , IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE . I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT , A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS . WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS , A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT , IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE , CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.  WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED?  I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT , OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT . SOON ROUND THE WORLD , THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.  THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN' T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE , ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE , ' SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;  I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON' T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS .  THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP , I COULDN' T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP.  I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS , SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL . I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT , THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT . THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED , " CARRY ON SANTA , IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE " ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH , AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT . ' MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, ! AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT . This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. . . . PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed. thank you  |
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WOW!!!!!!!!!!!SO AWSUM
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 awww ...i thought so too... thank you so much for stopping by... for we can never  thank our beloved soldiers enough
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A Soldier's Christmas Prayer TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS , HE LIVED ALL ALONE , IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE . I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT , A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS . WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS , A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT , IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE , CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT , OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT . SOON ROUND THE WORLD , THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN' T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE , ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE , ' SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON' T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS . THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP , I COULDN' T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS , SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL . I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT , THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT . THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED , " CARRY ON SANTA , IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE " ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH , AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT . ' MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, ! AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT . This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. . . . PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed. thank you Very nice
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Makes you think. Thank you for sharing.
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A Soldier's Christmas Prayer TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS , HE LIVED ALL ALONE , IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE . I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT , A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS . WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS , A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT , IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE , CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT , OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT . SOON ROUND THE WORLD , THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN' T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE , ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE , ' SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON' T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS . THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP , I COULDN' T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS , SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL . I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT , THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT . THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED , " CARRY ON SANTA , IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE " ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH , AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT . ' MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, ! AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT . This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. . . . PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed. thank you Very nice thank you so soo much Darling Lee.... I appreciate very much your love and sensitivity |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Tue 12/09/08 11:18 AM
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Makes you think. Thank you for sharing. hello there and thank you too soo very much <<< Want2B5ft >>> I wish more people had a heart for our beloved Troops |
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Edited by
mssilverfox
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Awww Nesa, thats beautiful
You know I travel alot and I always tell the military people I see in the airports "thank you", some even weep when I talk to them. Yes, lets remember them all not only at Christmas but all the time..
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Awww Nesa, thats beautiful You know I travel alot and I always tell the military people I see in the airports "thank you", some even weep when I talk to them. Yes, lets remember them all not only at Christmas but all the time.. Hi Carole ... Awwww...thank you so much my dear Lady & Sister i just posted a picture of me and my new buddy John who retired just two years ago from 26 years of military service we just had a great lunch... & just joking around just look at my place!!!!   such a mess  clean but cluttered.... see why i tell you i am so overwhelmed but you know...some things just take priority and the Soldiers deserve my attention more |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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 love & kisses & prayers for our noble Troops may You all have a safe and blessed Christmas thank you dear brave Soldiers for keeping us safe ... we love you soooo much we can never thank you enough yet.... thank you seems so very inadequate |
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makes you stop and think about things, God Bless all of our men and women who serve this country proudly.
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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makes you stop and think about things, God Bless all of our men and women who serve this country proudly. Hi there my dear Lady Friend mcattygarnett yes, it surely does make you think about everything and how very fortunate we are to live in the beautiful USA  and to have such admirable Noble Troops to protect us it does put Life and the Holidays in a much different perspective God Bless Our Troops  every second of every day & night |
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May those of us who are civilians always remember with much love & pride & respect Our Mighty Troops who willingly sacrifice day & night ,month after month , year after year their own precious lives & freedoms for ours |
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http://bible.cc/2_chronicles/7-14.htm
King James Bible If my people, which are called by my Name, shall humble themselves, and pray,  and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways;  then will I hear from heaven,  and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. |
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A Soldier's Christmas Prayer TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS , HE LIVED ALL ALONE , IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE . I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT , A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS . WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS , A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT , IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE , CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT , OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT . SOON ROUND THE WORLD , THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN' T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE , ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE , ' SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON' T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS . THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP , I COULDN' T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS , SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL . I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT , THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT . THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED , " CARRY ON SANTA , IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE " ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH , AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT . ' MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, ! AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT . This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. . . . PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed. thank you |
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A Soldier's Christmas Prayer TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS , HE LIVED ALL ALONE , IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE . I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT , A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS . WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS , A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT , IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE , CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT , OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT . SOON ROUND THE WORLD , THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN' T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE , ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE , ' SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON' T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS . THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP , I COULDN' T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS , SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL . I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT , THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT . THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED , " CARRY ON SANTA , IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE " ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH , AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT . ' MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, ! AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT . This poem was written by a Marine. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. . . . PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed. thank you |
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an email came my way...this is how it goes
HOORAY, HOORAY, HOORAY for Paul Harvey. I myself have been grumbling and wondering how a handful of people that have come to our country to get their freedom and have some rights, have been able to take our right to pray in public places away from us. So, agreeing with Paul, I GLADLY will forward this email AGAIN, AGAIN AND AGAIN. Folks, this is the Month that we RE-TAKE AMERICA ********* Get Ready ********* Keep this going around the globe ... Read it and forward every time you receive it. We can't give up on this issue. Paul Harvey and Prayer Paul Harvey says: This is the United States of America, a country founded on Christian principles. One or two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do. I don't think a short prayer at a football game is going to shake the world's foundations. Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other cheek while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our parents and grandparents taught us to pray before eating, to pray before we go to sleep. Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now a handful of people and their lawyers are telling us to cease praying. God, help us. And if that last sentence offends you, well, just sue me. The silent majority has bee n silent too long. It's time we tell that one or two who scream loud enough to be heard that the vast majority doesn't care what they want. It is time that the majority rules! It's time we tell them, You don't have to pray; you don't have to say the Pledge of Allegiance; you don't have to believe in God or attend services that honor Him. That is your right, and we will honor your right; but by golly, you are no longer going to take our rights away. We are fighting back, and we WILL WIN! God bless us one and all ... Especially those who worship Him , God bless America, despite all her faults. She is still the greatest nation of all. God bless our military who are fighting to protect our right to pray and worship God. Let's make 2008 the year the silent majority is heard and we put God back as the foundation of our families and institutions .. And our military forces come home from all the wars. Keep looking up. If you agree with this, please pass it on.
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