Confessions of a human nurse
I'll be the last one standing Two hands in the air, I'm a champion You'll be looking up at me when it's over I live for the battle, I'm a soldier ("Champion" Carrie Underwood) Soldiers don't train for peace. They train to make peace. They train to keep the peace. But soldiers aren't trained for peace. Soldiers follow orders. They don't give them. Where there is a fight, there the soldiers will be also. No one asks them if they want to fight. No one asks how they feel about their orders. That's not what soldiers do. Someone gives the order. Soldiers follow orders. Soldiers train and soldiers obey. Where there is a fight… soldier, that is where you go. Where there is a wrong… soldier, that is where you go. Where there is fear… Where there is pain… Where there is ridicule… Where there is no public recognition… Where there is no thanks… Where there is risk of losing it all on this earth… soldier, that is where you go. Because soldiers are not trained for peace. Soldiers exist because there is war. And so, the soldiers train. Some fight with bullets. Some with laws. Some with words. Some with tools of a trade. And some by showing up every day and facing the fight because they are soldiers. And no soldier trains for peace. Soldiers make the peace. "His master replied, 'Well done, good and faithful servant.'" (Matt 25:23)
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