Grass...

Here is a soldier stationed in Iraq, stationed in a big sand box. He asked his wife to send him dirt (U.S. soil), fertilizer, and some grass seed so that he can have the sweet aroma, and feel the grass grow beneath his feet When the men of the squadron have a mission that they are going on, they take turns walking through the grass and the American soil -- to bring them good luck.

If you notice, he is even cutting the grass with a pair of a scissors. Sometimes we are in such a hurry that we don't stop and think about the little things that we take for granted.

Such as grass in the front yard and their GREAT sacrifice!

God, please bless our soldiers....near and far....then and now-

Thank you for their unselfish lives- return them, in your speed, to their families.

Grace and Peace,

DCC