Take a little trip to Valley Forge in January. Hold a musket ball in your
fingers and imagine it piercing your flesh and breaking a bone or two. There
won't be a doctor or trainer to assist you until after the battle, so just
wait your turn. Take your cleats and socks off to get a real experience.
Then take a knee.
Then, take one at the beach in Normandy where man after American
man stormed the beach, even as the one in front of him was shot to
pieces...the very sea stained with American blood. The only blockers most had were
the dead bodies in front of them, riddled with bullets from enemy
fire.
Take a knee in the sweat soaked jungles of Vietnam. from Khe San
to Saigon...Anywhere will do. Americans died in all those jungles. There
was no playbook that told them what was next, but they knew what flag
they represented. When they came home, they were protested as well. And spit
on for reasons only cowards know.
Take another knee in the blood drenched sands of Fallujah in 110
degree heat. Wear your Kevlar helmet and battle dress. Your number won't
be printed on it unless your number is up! You'll need to stay hydrated
but there won't be anyone to squirt Gatorade into your mouth. You're on
your own.
There's a lot of places to take a knee Americans have given their
lives all over the world. When you use the banner under which they fought as
a source for your displeasure, you dishonor the memories of those who
bled for the very freedoms you have. That's what the red stripes mean.
It represents the blood of those who spilled a sea of it defending
your liberty.
While you're on your knee, pray for those that came before you, not on
a manicured lawn striped and printed with numbers to announce every inch
of ground taken...but on nameless hills and bloodied beaches and
sweltering forests and bitter cold mountains. Every inch marked by an American
life lost serving that flag you protest.
No cheerleaders, no announcers, no coaches, no fans...just American men
and women...delivering the real fight against those who chose to
harm us...blazing a path so you would have the right to "take a
knee." You haven't an inkling what it took to get you where you are...but
your "protest" is duly noted. Not only is it disgraceful to a nation of
real heroes, it serves the purpose of pointing to your ingratitude for those
who chose to defend you under that banner that will still wave long after
your jersey is retired...
If you really feel the need to take a knee, come with me to church
on Sunday and we'll both kneel before Almighty God. We'll thank him
for preserving this country for as long as He has. We'll beg forgiveness
for our ingratitude for all He has provided us. We'll appeal to Him
for understanding and wisdom. We'll pray for liberty and justice
for all...because He is the one who provides those
things. But there will be no protest. There will only be gratitude for
His provision and a plea for His continued grace and mercy on the land of
the free and the home of the brave. It goes like
this...
GOD BLESS AMERICA!
Anonymous
fingers and imagine it piercing your flesh and breaking a bone or two. There
won't be a doctor or trainer to assist you until after the battle, so just
wait your turn. Take your cleats and socks off to get a real experience.
Then take a knee.
Then, take one at the beach in Normandy where man after American
man stormed the beach, even as the one in front of him was shot to
pieces...the very sea stained with American blood. The only blockers most had were
the dead bodies in front of them, riddled with bullets from enemy
fire.
Take a knee in the sweat soaked jungles of Vietnam. from Khe San
to Saigon...Anywhere will do. Americans died in all those jungles. There
was no playbook that told them what was next, but they knew what flag
they represented. When they came home, they were protested as well. And spit
on for reasons only cowards know.
Take another knee in the blood drenched sands of Fallujah in 110
degree heat. Wear your Kevlar helmet and battle dress. Your number won't
be printed on it unless your number is up! You'll need to stay hydrated
but there won't be anyone to squirt Gatorade into your mouth. You're on
your own.
There's a lot of places to take a knee Americans have given their
lives all over the world. When you use the banner under which they fought as
a source for your displeasure, you dishonor the memories of those who
bled for the very freedoms you have. That's what the red stripes mean.
It represents the blood of those who spilled a sea of it defending
your liberty.
While you're on your knee, pray for those that came before you, not on
a manicured lawn striped and printed with numbers to announce every inch
of ground taken...but on nameless hills and bloodied beaches and
sweltering forests and bitter cold mountains. Every inch marked by an American
life lost serving that flag you protest.
No cheerleaders, no announcers, no coaches, no fans...just American men
and women...delivering the real fight against those who chose to
harm us...blazing a path so you would have the right to "take a
knee." You haven't an inkling what it took to get you where you are...but
your "protest" is duly noted. Not only is it disgraceful to a nation of
real heroes, it serves the purpose of pointing to your ingratitude for those
who chose to defend you under that banner that will still wave long after
your jersey is retired...
If you really feel the need to take a knee, come with me to church
on Sunday and we'll both kneel before Almighty God. We'll thank him
for preserving this country for as long as He has. We'll beg forgiveness
for our ingratitude for all He has provided us. We'll appeal to Him
for understanding and wisdom. We'll pray for liberty and justice
for all...because He is the one who provides those
things. But there will be no protest. There will only be gratitude for
His provision and a plea for His continued grace and mercy on the land of
the free and the home of the brave. It goes like
this...
GOD BLESS AMERICA!
Anonymous
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