It's Thanksgiving and time for the Thanksgiving prayer, which is the same prayer that I utter on other days:
"Lord, make me fast and accurate. Let my aim be true and my hand faster than those who would seek to destroy me. Grant me victory over my foes and those that wish to do harm to me and mine. Let not my last thought be 'If only I had a better weapon'; and Lord if today is truly the day that You call me home, let me die in a pile of expended brass."
And a bit more Metalica...
3 comments:
Is this the Navy SEAL creed? Because Woods and Doherty certainly died on a pile of expended brass in Benghazi, God rest their heroic souls. And no thanks to Obama, Mr. Stand-Down.
Why does this song put mental images in my head of you holding some super powerful gun, walking tall and proud right into a line of fire and defeating the enemy? It's so you LL.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving. Spent it in New Orleans. Bah humbug.
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