Devil Witch aka Adopt A Soldier's blog: "FOR THE SOLDIERS"

A friend of mine showed me this website that is dedicated to helping soldiers who are currently in Iraq. You can look at a list of specific soldiers from all branches (last time I looked over 3,500 were listed) and they write little letters and may request certain products that they would apprectiate being sent over. SUPPORT THE MILITARY EVEN IF YOU DON'T SUPPORT THE WAR!!! Check out the website: www.anysoldier.com ****Please repost this so we can get the word around.****

An injured Marine could really use some prayers. He was injured when his vehicle flipped on a training exercise. He pulled the driver out and the ground collapsed causing vehicle to crush him. He suffered injuries to the ribs and throat. Currently in a coma. How about going to his page and showing him some support. Support our allies. Jhon

@ CherryTAP

A COMBAT SOLDIER'S PRAYER PLEASE REMEMBER THE SOLDIER'S ON JULY 4TH THEY HAVE DONE SO MUCH FOR US AND PLEASE KEEP THEM IN YOUR PRAYERS AND EVERYTHING This combat soldier's prayer, Who has served his time in Hell, Is may we learn the lessons of war well, That we not doom future generations, The same old tales of horror to tell, To endure what in youth they see mistakenly as glory. Oh God, do not let our children Repeat the same old story. Make it so that America's babies live to grow old In this land of the free and the bold. Help us throw off the shackles of hate that bind And grow old in a life of a peaceful kind. Teach us that there is no glory in war, Nor honor there that brave men should not abhor. Teach us instead, one for another our brothers to love. Shower us with thine Celestial message from above, That we plant seeds of peace evermore And make war-no-more! Medi Vac Dustoff chopper But if I should die on some far, far away battlefield Know I answered the call For a grand principle of freedom to yield. My fervent prayer is that death May not have been in vain Fighting for peace and right for the world to attain. My brothers, American roses standing by my side On alien soil dying In the summer of my youthful pride All the leaves around me falling, Now I¡¯m lying here still, in sunshine and in shadow, Longing to hear, ¡°brother next door, I love you so." For moldering in the soft ground below, I feel you living and loving in the world above me Standing tall because I fought that you might be... Oh look ye down now, And tell me you still think of me Honor my red blood, spilt that others might stand free. Tell me that I did not give my all for you in vain That brothers and sisters do not look upon my sacrifice With hateful, Or even worse, Uncaring disdain. Do not forget me when my valley¡¯s hushed And white with snow, Grass growing green in the summer of my meadow Help me see the peace I lived and died for grow. Make my lonely grave richer, Sweeter be... Make this truly, "The land of the free And the home of the brave," I gave my life to save That I might too, lie eternally, Forever free...

What the Army is all about.... Current mood: accomplished you stay up for 16 hours He stays up for days on end. You take a warm shower to help you wake up. He goes days or weeks without running water. You complain of a "headache", and call in sick. He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward. You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends. He still fights for your right to wear that shirt. You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket. He reassures himself his weapon is locked and loaded. You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you. He knows he may not see some of his buddies again. You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. He walks the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists. You complain about how hot it is. He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow. You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. He doesn't get to eat today. Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean. You go to the mall and get your hair redone. He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today. You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over. He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months. You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight. He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home. You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday. He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume. You roll your eyes as a baby cries. He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything. He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting. You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him. He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded. You see only what the media wants you to see. He sees the broken bodies lying around him. You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't. He does exactly what he is told. You stay at home and watch TV. He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat. You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable. He crawls under a tank for shade and a 5 minute nap, only to be woken by gunfire. You sit there and judge him, saying the world is probably a worse place because of men like him. If only there were more men like him