I stood in the middle of the living room, my eyes transfixed upon a Saturday morning football game. Not unusual. Today's game though, is everything but usual. Not every game finds me choking back emotions of pride, hope, and those of prayer, during the pre-game monologue. It is a game like no other. One, in which, epitomizes the times, the world, and the very heartbeat of our country. Today is Army vs. Navy.
The pageantry embedded in this game is enough to raise every last hair on your neck. For the Seniors of, both, West Point and the Naval Academy, today will be the last time they face one another as adversaries. Soon, they will be deployed, as brothers in arms, defending their country, their beliefs, and one another. Some won't return home; a fact we all know, but one in which they embrace. The perils of our greatness as a human kind, is the burden in which they live and die.
Today, isn't about being Republican, Democrat, or Independent; it's about Patriotism. Ideology doesn't ease the worry for loved ones, it has never cauterized a wound, nor can it revive the lost. The men and women of our Armed Forces believe in something greater than themselves. A belief based upon honor, duty, and love of country. They volunteer their sacrifice, the blood and breath of their soul, for that belief. A belief they have in America. A belief they have in us.
To believe, in them, isn't a departure from the values that guide us, as individuals, it is what makes us a united coalition of Americans. May God guide them down a path of peace, with a beacon of light to show them home, whether it be of this Earth or otherwise.
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