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A Christian Soldier

They gave him the word

But his mind had already heard

He called his friend

“I can’t say much but this might be the end”

 

He enlisted for a bonus

But what became his onus

Was to fight as commanded

So he prayed the words his Lord chanted

 

“Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy Name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

and the power,

and the glory,

for ever and ever.

Amen.”

 

And as he said it

He wondered about evil

And turning the other cheek

And forgiveness of other people

 

What temptation remained for him?

He thought about honor and duty

Could something lure him to the darkness

When towards darkness was already his journey?

 

Where is the light on this earth

Is God’s will that he must die for his country?

What lesson will he learn for this sacrifice?

When so many have broken our unity?

 

Is evil always deserving of death?

The Lord said from above

“Greater love hath no man than this,

that a man lay down his life for his friends

Is his call to arms truly an act of love?

 

He had to believe what he was told

He could not question a higher rank

He suddenly realized how real life had become

While his friends laughed as they drank

 

It was a purpose to give your life to your country

This is what he believed in his heart

He saluted the flag and watched jets fly by

But now, what was real was about to start

 

Can a soldier carry a cross into battle?

Jesus said to Peter, "Put your sword back into its place.

For all who take the sword will perish by the sword”

Will battlefield glory take away his grace?

 

He wondered if God really needed a Christian soldier

His existence is not proven by the point of a sword

He would move in his column as the order has been given

All he could hope for was that grace is the trusted word

 

They say there are no atheists in a fox hole

But like me a nonbeliever can be a hero or a coward

I have new brothers now and we fight for each other

For them I shall live or die when we march forward

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