Last week the 1,000th U.S. serviceman was killed in the war in Afghanistan. You may not have heard about it. Strange how that number is less reported now than it was even a few short years ago. Well, maybe not so strange.
Nevertheless, today is Memorial Day and we, as a nation, pause, or should pause, to remember and honor those 1,000, as well as the untold thousands more who have spilled their life's blood in service to this great country. They deserve no less from us.
As we remember them we should recall also that a soldier's life is not his own. That by his willingness to serve, he demonstrates his willingness to be placed in harm's way. That by being placed there, he demonstrates as well his willingness to die. That many do indeed die.
Jesus said, "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." (John 15:13) Might today we think of these, otherwise to us, mostly anonymous men and women not as soldiers, but as friends? Friends who loved their country, loved us, more than they did life itself.
May God bless them all. R.I.P.
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