It is difficult to look across a field of flags and find words that can attest to the sacrifices represented in that field.
So many lost fathers, sons, husbands, wives, brothers and daughters the cost for our freedom becomes overwhelming.
Perhaps Henry Ward Beacher captures the essence, "If anyone, then, asks me the meaning of our flag, I say to him - it means just what Concord and Lexington meant; what Bunker Hill meant; which was, in short, the rising up of a valiant young people against an old tyranny to establish the most momentous doctrine that the world had ever known - the right of men to their own selves and to their liberties."
Memorial Day is for remembering.
There is no substitute for a loved one lost in war and the hurt never goes away.
As you read this prayerfully, ask God's blessing on all the families that have endured this ultimate sacrifice.