I just wrote a blog. I spent days agonizing over it. I wanted to word it right. I wanted it to be special. It was a blog to honor a fallen solider. It was blog that gave credit to all of the troops. It was a blog that I don't think that I can recreate.
USMC Staff Sgt. Jason Rogers was killed in Afghanistan on Thursday, April 7th. Jason was my step-brother that I never had the chance to meet. Jason was a husband, a son, a grandson, a nephew, and a friend among many things. Jason was a U.S. Marine. He served his country with honor and with pride. He wanted to be there, he wanted to fight for us...even for strangers like me that he never got to meet. I have heard my mom and Tracy talk about Jason over and over. I have heard stories of a man whose character exemplifies that of a true American hero.
And now I find myself stuck in a place where I'm not sure where to go. I want to reach out to the family, to take away their pain and their grief. I think about Jason's wife, and as a new wife my heart breaks over and over for her. I know though that the only thing that can help them is time, prayers, and God. So for now I am praying. I am praying for God to wrap his arms around each and every one of them and bring them comfort and strength.
I wanted to end this blog with pictures of Jason that I found on Facebook at his wedding ceremony last August. I think trying to do that was what caused me to lose this original blog posting though, so I will refrain from that. Instead I will leave you with the opportunity to read this article that was in Clarion Ledger about Jason and his amazing life. You can read it here.
Say a special prayer for Jason and all his family and friends tonight and every night. God bless our troops.
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