Veterans Day / Remembrance Day


In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, (November 30, 1872 – January 28, 1918)

Today is a day to pause and remember the fallen and the freedoms their fall has won and preserved for the rest of us. May God grant that the great day of final peace, already won by the death and resurrection of the Prince of Peace, will come soon.

Even so, come, Lord Jesus.