So many fathers, so many husbands, so many sons, so many brothers, so many cousins, so many uncles, so many grandfathers and grandsons and so many friends – never returned from war. For many, those who did, never returned the same.
We had sons fighting other sons. Fathers fighting other fathers. Husbands fighting other husbands. Brothers fighting those who were brothers. Uncles fighting uncles. And so the list goes on.
Grief, pain and shame came and shattered families, communities and nations. Today, I don’t celebrate war. I commemorate it. I commemorate the courage shown in the framework of evil. I grieve that so many lives around the world were lost. Women, children and men – lost to war.
WW1 was supposed to be the ‘Great’ war, to end all wars. But, we know that was not true. The only peace maker for all of humanity is Jesus Christ – who reconciled all to God and to each other. In him, there is no race, gender or social class distinction. Today, ask yourself, am I at war with God – or have I accepted his peace and am reconciled to him – for forgiveness of all sin, and the life he gives me.