The End.

"U.S. military marks end to nearly nine bloody years in Iraq."

was the news title I saw when I got on the internet today. 

It's over.

The soldiers rolled up the flag of American forces in Iraq and put it in a camouflage-colored sleeve in a ceremony today, symbolically ending the war.

This is something all Americans have been hoping for, but nobody seems to be celebrating. 

If I hadn't gotten on the Internet today, I probably would have never even heard about it. 

All I'm asking of you is to say a prayer for the soldiers. 

Let them know that we are thankful for their sacrifices and that we are glad that they are coming home. 

 You can say it to yourself or put it in a comment. 

Just let God know that you are thankful, and he will let them know.

                                                                      Photo By SHANNON STAPLETON/Reuters

                                                                                                            news.yahoo.com

-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.

Cause 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 this 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 just got too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help, though at times, I shook with fear.

And sometimes, God, forgive me, I have 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 silence all around the throne, where the saints had often trod,

As the soldier waited quietly for the judgement 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."-

God bless our troops and their families.
"May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, Angels protect you, and Heaven accept you." -k-