Living Memorials

As I looked out from the pulpit yesterday morning,

I could see all the people

In our living Memorial Committee.


A lady in a wheelchair

Who, at the age of twelve

On her home island of Hawaii,

Watched Japanese planes

Fly across the sky

On their way to bomb

Pearl Harbor.


Across the aisle

Sat another lady,

Whose young Jewish parents had given

Her away to a Dutch couple,

Just before they were arrested

By the Nazis

And taken to a Concentration Camp

Where they died.


Three rows behind her,

Was a man who had been

Amongst the first American troops

To liberate European Jews from

Hitler’s Death Camps.


Behind him was a farmer’s wife,

Whose brother

Had been seriously wounded

On a beach in Normandy

June 6, 1944.


Four pews in front of her

Sat another man

Whose father

Had been a fighter pilot

Over the English Channel

And into France.


On the other side

Sat another woman,

Whose husband

Fought alongside

Fellow marines

Across several

South Pacific islands.


In the soprano section

Of the church choir,

Sat the preacher’s wife,

Whose father had been rescued

Off the coast of Italy

After his British destroyer

Was torpedoed and sank by

Enemy aircraft.


And sitting quietly,

At the back of the choir

In the tenor section,

Was a paratrooper,

Who at the age of twenty,

Had miraculously survived

The Battle of Bastogne

In that deadly winter

Of December 1944.


With such members

In our Memorial team,

We will never forget

Those who served

And died for Freedom.


About stushie

I'm originally from Scotland and have been a Presbyterian pastor for over twenty years. I live in Knoxville, TN. I enjoy art as a means of therapy, but also as a creative way to strengthen my spiritual connection to God.
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