I was on my second tour in Afghanistan and about half way through it. We had taken our share of wounded and KIA and I can tell you like any combat deployment, it had its challenging times. One day I was out and about I happen to look down and see the rock pictured above.
Regardless of what you believe
It’s more than a coincidence that I happen to look down at that moment. I believe everything happens for a reason and at that time of the deployment a nice spiritual boost was welcomed. There aren’t any atheists in fox holes, especially when things get ugly. It’s ok to be scared when it’s bad, you just have to have the guts to push through it and that’s called courage. I carried this rock with me and kept it where I could glance over to it when I knew things were tough or I was receiving a 9-line to medivac a wounded Marine and prayed he would make it.
I do find it interesting that in that type of environment/religion in Afghanistan I find a cross. A cross made in the rock naturally. I dint carve it, it was left in the rock as it was formed. Like the rock that was moved from the grave when Jesus rose from the dead. This Easter you may not find a rock with a cross in it but know that regardless of what you believe, there is something bigger out there than our small little world. A greater element that died for us.
If the Army and the Navy Ever look on Heaven’s scenes; They will find the streets are guarded By United States Marines.
Happy Easter America…….time for a Cgar