USO Canteen FReeper Style ~ Sunday Chapel, Prayers for the Military ~ March 30 2003

USO Canteen Chaplin grantswank, coteblanche and FRiends of the Canteen

[Radix]

1993 French government of Balladur forms

 

 

 

They immediately surrendered to whoever was in the neighborhood.

 

 

 

[Kathy in Alaska]

Yippee, our Tom is back. Good to see ya Tom. And your FEEBLE attempt at humor was great!! Thanks.

[tomkow6]

Yippee, our Tom is back

I was gone????????? Where was I? Did I have a good time?

[snippy_about_it]

1 Samuel 2


Hannahs Prayer of Praise

1Then Hannah prayed:

"My heart rejoices in the LORD!
Oh, how the LORD has blessed me!
Now I have an answer for my enemies,
as I delight in your deliverance.
2
No one is holy like the LORD!
There is no one besides you;
there is no Rock like our God.

[snippy_about_it]

[GoRepGo]

Happy Sunday Troops!

My my my..what a small world we live in. First call I received from DH, in country, he relates to me a story of walking into the chow tent and upon seeing the back of a grey head pondered, "who do you suppose that is?" Well, it was none other than Chaplain Ellis, the Navy Chaplain from our past command, who had also taught at Kardia (a marriage enrichment retreat) that we had attended over 8-years ago.

U.S. Marine Chaplains Jim Ellis, left, and Sam Contreras lead a group of Marines in song during a praise and worship service Sunday, March 30, 2003, inside the chapel at base camp on an air base in the Gulf region. (AP Photo/Julie Jacobson)

[blackie]

There Is Power In Prayer!

Let's Roll!

[blackie]

Hi Kathy, how're you doing? :)

[armymarinemom]

Just catching this late in the day. God bless our troops and keep the home fires burning.

[knighthawk]

Poland is with us too. They got 200 man special forces in Iraq to help us.

[SAMWolf]

Small world.

[fatima]

Hi Bethbg79,I was away.I received this from Jim on the Connie,Subject: Military Man

The average age of the military man is 19 years.

He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is
considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears,
not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country.

He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than
wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student,
pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has
a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to
be waiting when he returns from half a world away.

He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm
Howitzers.

He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at! home because he is
working or fig hting from before dawn to well after dusk.

He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can
field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the
dark.

He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher
and use either one effectively if he must.

He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a
professional.

He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.

He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without
spirit or individual dignity.

He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears
the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.

He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle.

He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.

If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his
food! .

He'll even split his ammu nition with you in the midst of battle when you
run low.

He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his
hands. He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.

He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still
find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he
should have in his short lifetime.

He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them.

He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat
and is unashamed.

He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at
rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those
around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop
talking. In an odd twist, day in! and day out, far from home, he de fends
their right to be disrespectful.

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the
price for our freedom.

Beardless or not, he is not a boy.

He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200
years.

He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.

Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his
blood.

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Prayer wheel for our military...please don't break it. Please send this on
after a short prayer.

Prayer Wheel

"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect
us.

Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in
our time of need. Amen."

Prayer Wheel: When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a
prayer for our gr! ound troops in Afghanistan and Ira q, sailors on ships,
and airmen in the air. There is nothing attached.... This can be very
powerful.... Just send this to all the people in your address book. Do not
stop the wheel, please.... Of all the gifts you could give a US Soldier,
Sailor, Marine or Airman, prayer is the very best one.

[Kathy in Alaska]

"Did I have a good time?"

I don't think so. LOL!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, TR, for both the words and the music. It's interesting following along.

[Radix]

 

1674 Jethro Tull agricultural writer (Basildon), baptised

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I will be getting some MP3 files on this as soon as I can.

[Kathy in Alaska]

I loved your rally pictures. I hope your faith in at least some of your countrymen was restored at your rally. I want one of those Uncle Sam hats. LOL! I seem to be running further and further behind. I hate it. I wanna play when everyone is here.

[Kathy in Alaska]

"BUSH CAN'T SWIM". Don't ya just love our media and their hatred of President Bush. This is the type of stuff they write all day, every day. The really sad thing is that they haven't a clue what things would be like if they had their way. A sad America indeed!

[Kathy in Alaska]

I would cry too!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thanks, Meekie, for my daily cup of hot chocolate, with marshmallows even.