Today is Memorial Day.
A day for remembering the men and women who died while serving in our country’s armed forces.
This day is especially hard for me. As we recognize all those men and women who paid the ultimate sacrifice while in uniform.
I walk around every day with all the freedom they provided for me. I live in a country that was fought for with blood, sweat and tears.
And as I see all the remembrance and pride, my heart is heavy and my head hangs low because I was discharged from the Army with dishonor.
My selfish actions are to blame. I accept full responsibility.
I failed my family, my country and God miserably.
I deserve the death that each one of those military graves represents.
I cannot explain in words how this actually feels. I equally cannot explain the feeling that I have, knowing I am forgiven.
The love of God through sacrificing his Son to die in my place is overwhelming. He did this because of everything I have ever done or ever will do.
And he did this without asking for anything in return except to have a relationship with me.
But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. (NLT)
Thank you to all who have served and sacrificed. We are forever grateful.
There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. (NLT)