American Angels

 

 

American Angels is a group dedicated to supporting our troops by sending care packages and prayers.  We are also dedicated to remembering those who are no longer able to serve our country in the armed forces, either combat wounded, killed in action, or by non-combat fatality.  Our efforts include sending comfort lapghans to the wounded and to sending a HEROGHAN to the family of those service members who have given us so much.  Each square on the "ghans" are lovingly handmade by members of American Angels from all over the USA and each "ghan" is assembled by other members located all over the USA.  Many tears are shed over each square and each "ghan", but our thoughts and prayers (and tears) are weaved into each one in the hopes that it will give some comfort to the family members who have lost a loved one and know that we will always remember the sacrifice they have made.

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE FINAL INSPECTION


The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you ?
Have you always turned the other cheek ?
To My Church have you been true?"



The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.



There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."


~Author Unknown~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's the Soldier, not the reporter
who has given us the freedom of the press.

It's the Soldier, not the poet,
who has given us the freedom of speech.

It's the Soldier, not the politicians
that ensures our right to Life,
Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.

It's the Soldier who salutes the flag,
who serves beneath the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flag.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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