I asked my sister, Jo, to write something for Memorial Day. Below are the picture and note I received from her this morning. Please remember our country in prayer today. She is quite delicate right now. (I guess I need to watch those antecedents. No,I don’t think my sister is particularly delicate, but I’m concerned about our country.) May God Bless America.
Marty, you asked me to write something for your blog for Memorial Day. I started…making up a little story about a young boy who left his car and his girl to go and fight. But I scrapped it; this morning, as I thought about it, there is no better way to honor those who gave their lives for our freedom than to read aloud Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. If Abraham Lincoln was so humble that he chose to say: “…we can not dedicate…we can not consecrate…we can not hallow…this ground.”, how could I say anything more?
Here is the third paragraph:
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
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I took a picture of our house with the flag flying, but I think I lost it. If I find it, I will send it.
love,
jb