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Chatting With Vets

I don't believe this "we are a changing nation." 
We are an uneducated nation regarding principles of liberty.
 Janine Turner




Last June we decided we would drive my car on our road trip to save gas money.  I didn’t say a word when my husband removed my flowery front license plate and replaced it with his Viet Nam Service Medal plate.  I haven’t asked him to remove it either and I’m not going to because I love the way other guys his age, probably vets, wave at me from the side of the road.  I eagerly respond with my thumb up.  We are united and proud together.

This week, my husband’s kidney stone pain caused a long wait for me in the VA medical center but I passed my time conversing with a few patients and we discussed the election outcome.  I have to admit, I’m always surprised when I meet a liberal veteran.  He was perfectly happy with the state of our nation whereas the conservative man cringed with the idea of four more years with a president who apologizes for the United States to anti-American nations.  Then I heard the voice of a young Marine woman who has decided to drop her military career adding she’s not about to put her life on the line for this country anymore.

It is disturbing to see our great nation so divided, even at the VA!  Nonetheless, I want to thank every veteran who has served our country and I pray for the future of the United States. 

First of all, then, I urge that petitions, prayers, intercessions and thanksgivings be made for everyone, for kings and all those who are in authority, so that we may lead a tranquil life in all godliness and dignity.  This is good, and it pleases God our Savior, Who wants everyone to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth.
1 Timothy 2:1-4




Comments

  1. I, too, would be surprised to meet a "liberal veteran." (I wonder, his story.) I envy your ability to listen to both sides .. even that young Marine!

    Tho' I'm still feeling a bit blue (and angry) ... I'm joining you in prayer for our Country and our armed services, present and past.

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  2. Oh Sister, I can't even discuss the direction this nation is headed. I am crying out for God's mercy ...

    Bless you!
    Beth

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  3. i love that our nation is filled with so many
    varied ideas and political beliefs. you
    found a couple even in the veterans
    hospital!

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  4. A friend's son is serving in the military and has been to Iraq and Afghanistan numerous times. I am shocked though when I see his wife's posts on Facebook. She is definitely liberal and for our current administration. I don't know how her husband feels about this though.

    I am praying for our nation.

    I am thankful for our veterans, including your hubby. My brother also served in the military during the Vietnam War.

    blessings and love,
    Debbie

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