I cry unashamedly hard as I listen and watch this song.
On the 25th of April each year, Australia remembers the fallen.
Those men and women who march proudly off to war to fight for their country.
I don't like war!! and I don't like what it does to those who fight.
Many loose their lives, many return so broken in spirit...
And in the very old wars, many were simply lost and their family could not even claim and bury them??
My grandfather Samuel fought in the First World War.
My father Arthur fought in the Second World War.
My husband Ray fought in the Vietnam War.
Ray's Purple Heart.
He bears the scar's on his arm and chest.
They wanted to amputate.
His mind bears much more.
Ray remembers his comrades.
Ray suffers from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
No one knows how hard this is for him.
Or for myself as his wife...
After four years, the U.S. government is still considering his case??
Only those who suffer really understand the hardship.
When will it end?
Our Jesus said:
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace.
In this world you will have trouble.
But take heart!
I have overcome the world.”