Given, not taken – tears on Memorial Day

This day we honor our soldiers. Our combat veterans will not permit the memory of their fallen brothers to fade away. Nor will they discard the images of the faces of those fallen on the battlefield and those they have killed in hand-to-hand combat. These are bitter memories, the horrors of war returning in silent meditation. They know the lives their brothers lost were not taken, but freely given.

A good man might lay down his life for his friends. But our fallen, not all good men, gave for the millions in their country, for our American community. They strengthened the bonds (religio) that bind us together. Their gift was to us, to their country, a political unity and even more a cultural one. To all Americans, past, present, not yet born. Our nation state, the last outpost of Western civilization, is under attack from within as well as without. Despite many obstacles, domestic and foreign, our military and first responders – those who would die for us – form the last, best line of defense of the best of our traditional American culture. Yet many among us hate their American identity, deny nation states – ours most of all. They seek a godless millennium in a world government of open borders that is multiculturally communitarian and politically communist. Multiculturalism means of course no culture, the denial of local culture, a population of faceless, rootless isolated and etiolated mere human beings with social ties only to Big Brother.

Our call to remembrance on Memorial Day elicits tears of gratitude for the fallen and the survivors, a small reflection of the free gift of grace given by our fallen Lord. With the living waters of our tears of joy we bless our soldiers and hope that their sacrifices past, present and future will inspire a virile patriotic effort to overcome all challenges threatening our liberty, values, and culture.    

Troglo (L. H. Kevil)