Salute To Our Armed Forces.

Jimbob and I had the privilege of having breakfast with a young man (Tim) who had grown up in our church and who is now in the Navy. We are fairly newcomers in this church and had planned to meet another couple after the service who are even newer members than we are. I'm not very outgoing, but Grace is the type who never knows a stranger. When she noticed that the young sailor was standing in the Narthex looking rather lost, she asked him to join us.

We arrived at IHOP first and had no idea Grace and her husband Reno had asked Tim to join us. Just as I told the hostess we were a party of four, I looked out the window to see Tim in tow. What a treat it was to spend time with one of the young men who serves their country willingly.

Some people put our service men down, and call them murderers, but I was happy to see the number of individuals who came up to our new friend and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank You." That was all, no elaboration needed.

Jimbob asked Tim if he ever got tired of people stopping to talk to him. Tim smiled and answered, "It never gets old." So I say, hurrah, to the men and women risking their lives to make sure our homes are safe. May God watch over them and their families and keep them safe from harm.