More then any time in recent history America's destiny is not of our own choosing.
We did not seek, nor did we provoke an assault on our freedoms and our way of life.
We did not expect, nor did we invite a confrontation with evil.
Yet the true measure of a people's strength is how they rise to master that moment when it does arrive.
Three soldiers in my unit where wounded a couple of days ago in an EFP attack in Baghdad.
All three have shrapnel wounds up and down their bodies, and the truck commander (TC) had to be flown north for surgery, after being wounded in several places on his left side, the driver, (a private), rushed head first into the chaos to aid his wounded squad leader. The passenger side door was mangled and wouldn't open, so pvt. C, pulled his squad leader out his door, stopped the bleeding in multiple places, and sent up the reports to higher with out hesitation, and with our instruction.
He rushed head first into the chaos while bleeding from many wounds himself.
The streets of heaven were too crowded with angels that night.
They are our sons and our daughters, and our husbands, and our wives, and our fathers, and our mothers.
The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels.
But every time we think we've measured our capacity to meet a challenge, we look up and we are reminded that that capacity may well be limitless.
This is a time for American heroes.
We will do what is hard.
We will achieve what is great.
This is a time for American heroes, and we will answer the call.
God bless the fallen.
God bless our fighting.
God bless the United States Army.
God bless you SGT. And keep you and your men safe for the remainder of your deployment.