Today, I will watch a movie or two about war. They usually move me to tears. I'm a Baby Boomer, having been born merely nine years after the six-year “Second World War” ended. My youth was spent among an adult generation that had endured multiple World Wars. From the time I turned one-year-old until I was fifteen-years-old, the Indo-Chinese War (Cambodia, Laos, and Vietnam) raged on. Over 100 million people were killed during those years. Everyone I met during my entire childhood had lost someone dear to them. Every home had fading photos displayed of those who had perished. They are often referred to as: “The Greatest Generation”. There was a soberness and strength of character, I could recognize even as a child.
I’ve always been drawn to watch the many shows and the multitude of movies that attempt to capture what war means to nations, families, and individuals. It is not an admiration of war that draws me in. Rather, it is the pain of sacrifice that individuals, families, and nations must face, endure, and overcome. I admire the bonds built on the battlefield but revile the stupidity and horrid necessity of war. I deeply honor and appreciate the costs paid by so many and I pray that our nation never faces another. I have such deep respect and admiration for the millions of women and men who have fought in the past and for those who train for wars that may still await. LORD, have mercy on our nation and I plead for peace among the nations. I pray You abundantly bless all who have sacrificed so must for our great country and for those who continue to sacrifice so much for us all.
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