November 11th is Veteran’s Day. This is a day that is set aside to honor those who have served in the United States Armed Forces. I am counted among those who are considered veterans, having served in Kuwait and Iraq, and in a few short months will deploy to Kosovo. I am proud to have served my country. I did my job and will gladly do it again.
I do not consider myself a “hero” for serving, even though some have tried to call me one. I consider it a duty to my country, a simple act of loyalty to the nation I call home.
I feel the real heroes are those that remain home while the Service Member deploys overseas. Those left at home must pick up the additional responsibilities and perform “double duty” for many months while their spouse is away. The real heroes are the kids that suffer through the sudden loss of a parent and must continue with their lives without any assurance that their daddy or mommy will come home. The real heroes are those that continuously pray for the Service Members doing the job in a foreign land. Nearly everyone is effected by warfare and the real heroes are those that support the warriors through prayer and deed.
The power of prayer is enormous and many people do not recognize it. While stationed in Iraq I felt no fear while God’s strength was passed on to me by the many prayer warriors in my life.
I ask you to support the Service Member who is deployed. Pray that Soldier, Sailor, Airman, or Marine may have strength and “dwell in the shelter of the Most High [and] will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.” (Psalm 91:1) Additionally, I ask you to support the family members with whatever needs to be done to fill the vacant shoes. Simple acts of support can remove a huge burden for the family member and benefit the Service Member overseas.
In doing so, you too, can be a real American Hero.
God bless you and thanks for visiting.

After studying the ants and reflecting on their hard work, my family continued on their hike at Ha Ha Tonka State Park. They soon came to a portion of the trail with large stones jutting up from the surface of the worn path, which sloped gradually downhill. To the right of the path is a much steeper slope that drops nearly two hundred feet to the spring-filled valley below. Many of the rocks that must be walked upon are moss covered and treacherous, particularly after a rainfall or during the morning dew. In other words, it’s dangerous here.
As my wife and children continued their hike at Ha Ha Tonka State Park, they left the natural bridge and soon found a small group of ants. The tiny red ants were busy gathering food for the rest of the colony.