A Prayer for those in the Service
 

This time of year, we think of all of the blessings we have. A friend sent this to me and this is a blessing for those that have helped to ensure that we continue to have the freedoms we have in the future.

Twas the Night Before Christmas,
He lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house
Made of plaster and 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 mantle,
Just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures
Of far distand lands.

With Medals and Badges,
Awards of all kinds,
A sober thought
Came through my mind.

For this house was different,
It was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier,
Once I could see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping,
Silent, Alone,
Curled up on the floor
In this one bedroom home.

The face was so gentle,
The room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured
A United States Soldier.

Was this the Hero
Of whom I'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho,
The floor for a bed?

I realized the families
That I saw this night,
Owed their lives to these soldiers
Wo were willing to fight.

Soon round the world,
The children would play,
And grownups would celebrate
A bright Christmas Day.

They all enjoyed freedom
Each month of the year,
Because of the Soldiers,
Like the one lying here.

I couldn't help but wonder
How many lay alone,
On a cold Christmas Even
In a land far from home.

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."

The soldier rolled over
And drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it,
I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours,
So silent and still
And we both shivered
From the cold night's chill.

I didn't want to leave on
The cold, dark, night.
This Guardian of Honor
So willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over,
Wish a voice soft and pure,
Whispered, "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."

May everyone think of those that aren't home for the holidays, that will be spending them far over seas. For those that did their time to ensure that we all had a better place to call home.

"Raising a glass of Eggnog".... May all of ya'll have a Very Merry Christmas.

I don't pray DallasLiving...........but I do think of those less fortunate and those who can't be with their loved ones......and I send all my positive thoughts to them......and I thank those who are protecting us......and most of all I send my love!

I posted a song on "Sing it to me Baby".........and my feelings are there!

TY for this thread! What a wonderful idea.........prayers or energy......one and the same I think!


BTW DallasLiving..........I just love your accent...........ya'll!

I am fixin to cum over thar and smooch you!

..... Ourmen.