War isn't like the
movies portray it. War isn't neat and orderly and clear-cut: War is
messy. It's bloody and dirty and it causes strong men to weep and
sometimes, it makes weak men become strong.
Those going to war need to understand that the brave
will turn into cowards while some, thought to be cowards will
stand up and be counted. Brilliant plans will become ridiculous
babble and simple ideas will win the day. Strength will
be discovered where it is least expected and weakness, hidden by
careful manipulation will be exposed like a flimsy
tarp, blown into the wind by the merciless wash of a helicopter's
rotor. And when the day of battle ends and the guns
have grown still, tired, silent men will look into one another's
eyes and know - they will be brothers from this day on.
around your town today; does it appear that America is at war?
Probably not. The War on Terror is being not
fought on conventional battlefields by conventional means. This war
is largely unseen, yet more deadly in its potential
for destruction than a marching army; the nearly invisible war on
terror is a reality although most of us have never seen
an enemy combatant or heard the angry sound battle. And while we
don't see the battles, we witness the devastation left in their
wake. New York City, The Pentagon, Pennsylvania, Afghanistan, Iraq,
Spain, Indonesia. These names
awaken terrible memories of death and destruction, of sorrow and
grief beyond words.
there is another war, deadlier in its execution, more insidious than
any terror network that wages war daily every- where in the
world. It is the war for the souls of mankind. We may never see our
enemy with our natural eyes, because he is invisible;
yet we feel the effect of this war, calculated in broken families,
destroyed lives, wrecked dreams,
crushed and discouraged hearts.
basic building block of any army is the individual soldier; but
soldiers seldom fight for grand causes or for lofty
ideals. From history's first war until now, soldiers have always
fought for each other. What is needed in this deadly
war of the spirit are brothers who fight for each other; sisters who
war alongside sisters. What heaven is seeking is
an army, an army of brothers, soldiers of the cross who will rise to
the challenge of heaven, who, "out
of weakness will be made strong, become valiant in
battle, turn to flight the armies of the aliens . . . ."
And when the battle has ended and the guns have
grown still, tired, silent men will look into one another's eyes and
know - they will be brothers from this day on.