The Soldier
The following passage is from a sermon by John
Hagee:
I want you to close your eyes and picture in
your mind the soldier at
Valley Forge, as he holds his musket in his bloody hands. He stands
barefoot in the snow, starved from lack of food, wounded from months of
battle and emotionally scarred from the eternity away from his family
surrounded by nothing but death and carnage of war. He stands though,
with fire in his eyes and victory on his breath. He looks at us now in
anger and disgust and tells us this...
"I gave you a birthright of freedom born in the Constitution and now your
children graduate too illiterate to read it. I fought in the snow
barefoot to give you the freedom to vote and you stay at home because it
rains. I
left my family destitute to give you the freedom of speech and you remain
silent on critical issues, because it might be bad for business. I
orphaned my children to give you a government to serve you and it has
stolen democracy from the people."
"It's the soldier not the reporter who gives you the freedom of the
press. It's the soldier not the poet who gives you the freedom of speech.
It's
the soldier not the campus organizer who allows you to demonstrate. It's
the soldier who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is draped
with the flag that allows the protester to burn the flag!!!"
Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect
us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform
for us
in our time of need. I ask this in the name of Jesus, our Lord and Savior.
Amen.