Too damn true...(not done me, but a Nam Vet myself..)
To All Ballplayers Everywhere...
Take a Knee
Take a little trip to Valley Forge in January. If you don't know where that is, just Google
it from the sidelines. 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 Sanh to Saigon …
Anywhere will do. REAL 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. Real 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 enjoy.
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 issued to another! 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 al . . . because He is the one who provides those things. And 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 !
Thought for the Day"
It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole country
isn't in flames, that there are people in the country beside politicians,
entertainers, and criminals!"
