I heard an amazing song going into Alexandria today. James Otto sings “Soldiers & Jesus” and it is completely wonderful. Most songs don’t put the figurative “frog” in my throat or make me tear up, but this one did. It really hit home for me. I’m posting it here for you all to read. The lyrics alone don’t do it justice… but if you can find the song to listen to, I wish you would. I promise it won’t be a waste of your time.
Grand-daddy came home in a B-52,
In a pine box covered in red, white and blue.
He was one of the brave and the proud and the few.
Twenty-one guns helped us say goodbye;
I stood there in silence tryin’ hard not to cry.
As the preacher, he quoted, lines written in red.
And then he folded his bible and in a broken voice, he said:
There’s only two people who’s ever died for me;
Laid down their lives just so I could be free.
They both went through hell, beared crosses and shells,
And both got back up again after they fell.
They never picked the fight, but they were there
To pick up the pieces.
God only knows who we’d be without soldiers and Jesus.
It seems like the news loves to run ’em both down,
But whenever we need ’em, they’re always around.
So don’t hand me a party’s political views
‘Cause there’s a left side, a right side, and then there’s the truth.
To me, they’re both heroes for the path that they chose.
‘Cause one fights for my life, one fights for my soul