Ding Dong. Bin Laden is dead.
Forgive this bi-polar post. I'm happy and sad, proud and irritated.
I'm so proud of our service men and women. So many brave people willing to risk their lives for my safety and for, indeed, the safety of the world.
"Greater love has no one than this....."
And my intensely patriotic soul is so proud of being an American. Forgive the sentimental video. I can't help myself:
And I'm happy. I know that this gives a lot of closure to a lot of people who lost everything dear to them on September 11, 2001.
To be honest, I'm also a little irritated that I've heard people already heaping accolades on President Obama and "all of his hard work." Excuse me? He didn't even believe we should be in this war. Remember he voted against it? And spoke against the war (it was one of his campaign platforms!) and President Bush's determination to go there? What short memories we all have. And now he gets all the credit. Well, for me, the credit goes to our military. They were the ones who risked it all--not just their political future.
I'm also sad. Perhaps it wouldn't have made a difference if he was caught instead of killed, but I wish--in my intensely idealistic heart--that he would have had a chance to repent. Regardless of how evil and heartless--no one is beyond the saving blood of Jesus.
"Do not rejoice when your enemy falls, And do not let your heart be glad when he stumbles; Lest the LORD see it, and it displease Him, And He turn away His wrath from him." Proverbs 24:17-18 (and all my Quaker friends said, Amen?)
Irritated and sad. Proud and happy.
Good-night. God bless the U.S.A.