GREAT news for Matthew!!!!

oh, Fallen Angel ...

thank you dearly for your love and prayers


<<< Rae >>>


with all the light and love you emanate

you are more like a lovely Phoenix,

rising up from darkness and death


a very bright and beautiful risen angel


my Sister And dear Friend ...


take those broken wings and learn to fly

and soar


like that song " blackbird " by the Beatles

Love & Light,,,
Strength to endure the journey ahead,,

ohh, Debbie.. ..love & thanks to you


Dear Lady Sister and Friend

Amen....


Thank you so very much

you Amazingly Courageous & Mighty Man


Love and Light & great appreciation to you Dear Mikey

Amen, yes, my dear and precious Sister


thank you for gracing us with your presence

and for your eternal gifts of love & light


love and blessings to you and your family, too

From: "james meehan" -
jmmeehan@darientel.net
Subject: Fw: A SOLDIERS CHRISTMAS

"THE SOLDIERS NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS"

By Major Bruce W. Lovely

(With Apologies to Clement Moore Who First Wrote the Story for His Children in 1822 also credit given to M/Sgt Noah Brazos Ross, RA18033195, a USArmy 18th Field Artillery survivor of Utah Beach, France, Luxembourg, Belgium, Battle for the Ardennes, Deutschland wrote "Daddy's Christmas" (Soldier's Christmas)" as a Bonita, Montague County, Texas, highschool exercise in 1937)

Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.

I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.

I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.

No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.

With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind. For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.

I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.

And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.

His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.

Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

His head was clean shaven, his weathered face tan,
I soon understood this was more than a man.

For I realized the families that I saw that night
Owed their lives to these men who were willing to fight.

Soon ‘round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of soldiers like this one lying here.

I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.

Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.

The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don’t cry, this life is my choice;

I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more,
my life is my God, my country, my Corps."

With that he rolled over and drifted off into sleep,
I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.

I watched him for hours, so silent and still,
I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.

So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
And I covered this Soldier from his toes to his head.

And I put on his T-shirt of gray and black,
With an eagle and an Army patch embroidered on back.

And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
And for a shining moment, I was United States Army deep inside.

I didn’t want to leave him on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over, whispered with a voice so clean and pure,
"Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all is secure."

One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night!

I wrote this poem for Christmas Eve 1993 while assigned to US Forces Korea Lt Col Bruce Lovely, USAF (Printed in the Fort Leavenworth Lamp, 1995)

PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as may people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and we should all be aware of where credit for our being able to celebrate these festivities is due. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed

Good morning all. Especially to you Vanessa... my dear friend. I have been trying to answer as many posts as I can concerning Matthew and myself. I am sure there are some I have not gotten to but you are not forgotten. For those who are reading this I just want to say Thank you for your prayers and your compassion for a woman who is basically a stranger to you. It is not forgotten.Peace to all ....

Dear Lynn,

Of course , dear Lady, you are very very welcome...

How could i not want to lift up Matthew in prayer?

I was devastated hearing of his injuries
& felt terrible for you
and I tried to imagine how I would feel
if it were my own dear Son
who was so critically injured...

I just had to keep Matthew in my thoughts & prayers...
It was and is just too important and too necessary
of a need, to just dismiss it with callousness...

And not knowing you well, is not reason enough
to neglect such a dire deep immediate need...

I am thankful that i was needed and available
to be of such service & a source of prayer


thank you for your amazing love & appreciation

May God bless you abundantly

and continue to do a mighty work in your lives

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.

If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.

Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom scene..
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.

For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all
In silence alone we must meditate,
God's name is prohibited by the state.

We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King.
It's 'inappropriate' to teach right from wrong,
We're taught that such 'judgments' do not belong.

We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen!

If you aren't ashamed to do this,
please pass this on.
Jesus said, ' If you are ashamed of me,
I will be ashamed
of you before my Father.'
Passing this on.

i'm so happy and relieved for you both...and omg matthew is still thinking of others in his time of need...that just made tears trickle down my cheeks...it also says alot about his mother continued blessings and quick recovery
brenda

my favorite sister (((vanessa))) i'm so sorry i didn't even know you had the flu...i've been so busy hope you're well on the road to recovery...funny thing, when i got home from work today i was goint to call and say hi...but i looked at the clock and thought you'd probably be out on your bike ride
love ya

Thanks to Vanessa for keeping this in peoples thoughts.....
You may not support the war but you need to support the troops

Lynn - glad Matthew is doing better....

I pray each day and every hour for every soldier





Much love for you all

Amen...isn't it wonderful ?


thank you my Sister Brenda


i was concerned about you too...


i haven't seen you in a while...


glad to know you are okay

Sherry...oh thank you dear Lady ...


You have been here, too, offering support


I thank you for helping me with this...


I would not be able to do this alone...


if not for all of you

Oh...there you are...

Fallen Angel <<< Rae >>>

oh, so glad you are doing better,

i feel a big relief coming from your spirit...

thank you for being here for the soldiers too,

especially...

in this personal time of need and worry for you

my days are going to be very busy coming up...


i am needed to babysit my Grandchildren

and

i am heading out of town to visit my Mother...

as you know, she can barely walk...

she will be 78 on the 13th of March

and i will be gone for a while with her...

please keep this thread going


and i will check in with you when i can...


i don't have a computer when i am out of town,


so it may be several weeks before i get back

LOVE AND LIGHT, PRAYERS AND BLESSINGS FOR OUR SOLDIERS


and


FOR OUR BRAVE MILITARY PERSONNEL DEPLOYED ALL OVER THE WORLD