Here's a picture of my sweet soldier boy taken in 1967 in Viet Nam.
I've been listening to songs by Mark Schultz. His songs really touch my heart. Here are the lyrics to one that really makes me cry:
Letters From War
She walked to the mailbox
On that bright summer's day
Found a letter from her son
In a war far away
He spoke of the weather
And good friends that he'd made
Said I'd been thinking 'bout dad
And the life that he had
That’s why I'm here today
And at the end he said
You are what I'm fighting for
It was the first of the letters from war
She started writing
You're good and you're brave
What a father that you'll be someday
make it home
make it safe
She wrote every night as she prayed
Late in December
A day she'll not forget
Oh her tears stained the paper
With every word that she read
It said "I was up on a hill
I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out
And bombs were exploding
And that’s when I saw him
He came back for me
And though he was captured
A man set me free
And that man was your son
He asked me to write to you
I told him I would, oh I swore
It was the last of the letters from war
And she prayed he was living
Kept on believing
And wrote every night just to say
You are good
And you're brave
what a father that you'll be someday
Make it home
Make it safe
Still she kept writing each day
Then two years later
Autumn leaves all around
A car pulled in the driveway
And she fell to the ground
And out stepped a captain
Where her boy used to stand
He said "Mom I'm following orders
From all of your letters
And I've come home again";
He ran in to hold her
And dropped all his bags on the floor
Holding all of her letters from war
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home
3 comments:
This was so touching!
This song always makes me cry, my heart aches when I hear it. I love it, God Bless.
I love this song. I was driving my car the first time I heard it, and I started crying so hard that I literally had to pull over to the side of the road. (I had recently miscarried a baby boy, so the emotion of missing and longing for a son was just waaaaaay too much for me.) I still am moved every time I hear it, and I think of the many, many families that have watched their loved ones go to war. May God watch over them.
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