When I was a kid in the 1960s, the neighborhood kids had some pretty fierce games to play throughout the neighborhood. “ARMISTICE!” was a call for all to come back from their positions, a pretty big word for five and six year olds, but we knew exactly what it meant, a stand down for arms.
It’s good if we can get a stand down order… if we can… in regard to worldly battles.
But there is no such thing as an armistice for the Church Militant, for there is always an ongoing battle that is always being lost by Satan and his minions. Christ has conquered, but Satan in his perfect lack of wisdom just keeps going. So boring of Satan. But Christ’s love, Jesus’ Truth is exhilarating. We are not to be boring (Satanic) “men of consensus.” Jesus came to bring the sword of division so that, when we are shocked by reality, we assent to Christ bringing us into unity in Himself.
Traditionally our Military has also defended our first amendment right to the free exercise of religion. The wokistas are attacking that tradition. But we thank the Veterans who have served to protect our God-given rights. Thank you.
I went over to one of my “shut-ins”, “Mr Win”, to see if he was up to taking a wheel chair ride at the memorial today. Couldn’t do it. So I said I would go to the Wall for him and take back a stencil of the name of a friend of his, Arthur J Elliot II. One of the guides there gave me this medallion for him. That already about set him to tears, as did the stencil…
Elliot was a Lieutenant Commander, a Navy Seal, who was in charge of setting up ultra-temporary tactical forward operating bases. Mr Win (finally a Full Bird as they are called) was in charge of logistics. The commander of the entire war effort in Vietnam was having a meeting with Elliot and Win. “Can you supply what’s needed?” he asked. “Yes,” said Win. Later, Win went down to the docks at their base in the Mekong Delta, asking the whereabouts of Elliot. “He no longer exists,” he was told. “What do you mean he no longer exists?” asked Win. “He took a B-40 right to the chest. Nothing left, sir.” A B-40 is a rocket propelled grenade (RPG).
The guy got his heart ripped out.
And the NFL can’t put their hands over their hearts during the National Anthem…
The mobile wall is called the Moving Wall for a reason. You can’t but weep.
I was shown the following picture which I later in the morning showed to Mr Win. He said that this was an absolutely typical scene of a Catholic Mass being said immediately after the guys would come back in from combat:
The priest pictured, Father Kevin Devine, is still alive as far as we know. It’s Father Kevin who supplied my guide at the Wall with this letter of a young man to his parents, written just before he was killed in combat. I read this to Mr Win and, of course, we both got choked up. It’s as if he wrote it today in the midst of the NFL protests: