Philippians 4:8, "Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things."

Saturday, April 05, 2003

I will be out of town next week, so no blogging until Monday April 14th.
Full Article

NASHVILLE, Tenn. (BP)--An American soldier listed as missing in action apparently accepted Christ and was baptized several days before being captured.

James M. Kiehl, 22, of Comfort, Texas, was the focus of a report on Dallas' KTVT-TV March 26, during which Kiehl was seen being immersed in the middle of the desert.

Kiehl is one of seven members of the 507th Maintenance Company -- part of the 111th Air Defense Artillery Brigade stationed in Fort Bliss, Texas -- listed as missing in action. Five other members of the 507th have been seen on Iraqi television and are listed as prisoners of war.

During the television report, KTVT's Robert Riggs said Kiehl "seemed to have a deeper awareness about the dangers of combat than any soldier we talked to."

"You've always got the threat of something new," Kiehl said during the report. "Every morning you wake up and it's happening on that morning."

Riggs reported that Kiehl "turned his life over to Christ shortly before the launch of the ground attack. ... His moment of decision had been prompted by a call from home -- a family member told him it was time to pick the right path for his life."

Kiehl's wife, Jill, is pregnant with the couple's first child and is due the last week of April, according to KFOX-TV in El Paso, Texas.

Wednesday, April 02, 2003

There's a lot to discuss about PFC Jessica Lynch, yet I think this simple truth is at the pinnacle: for quite a long time, POWs of the U.S. armed forces will remember her name and hope.
Too early to tell, but early reports today make it look like I may have to declare yesterday's predictions a bit melancholic.

Tuesday, April 01, 2003

Last letter of PFC Diego Rincon, another Gibraltar adorns the hall of heroes in the Rock of the Marne Division. PFC Rincon died in the homicide bomber attack last week in Iraq. Vaya Con Dios, Soldado.

Hola Mother,

How are you doing? Good I hope. I'm doing OK I guess. I won't be able to write anymore starting the 28th of this month. We are moving out. We are already packed and ready to move to a tactical Alpha-Alpha (in Iraq). Once that happens, there will not be any mail sent out. We will only receive mail that is less than 12 ounces. At least that's what they said. I'm not sure where exactly we're going be at yet, but it is said to be a 20-hour drive in the Bradleys.

So I guess the time has finally come for us to see what we are made of, who will crack when the stress level rises and who will be calm all the way through it. Only time will tell. We are at the peak of our training and it's time to put it to the test.

I just want to tell everybody how much you all mean to me and how much I love you all. Mother, I love you so much! I'm not going to give up! I'm living my life one day at a time, sitting here picturing home with a small tear in my eyes, spending time with my brothers who will hold my life in their hands.

I try not to think of what may happen in the future, but I can't stand seeing it in my eyes. There's going to be murders, funerals and tears rolling down everybody's eyes. But the only thing I can say is, keep my head up and try to keep the faith and pray for better days. All this will pass. I believe God has a path for me. Whether I make it or not, it's all part of the plan. It can't be changed, only completed.

Mother will be the last word I'll say. Your face will be the last picture that goes through my eyes. I'm not trying to scare you, but it's reality. The time is here to see the plan laid out. And hopefully, I'll be at home in it. I don't know what I'm talking about or why I'm writing it down. Maybe I just want someone to know what goes through my head. It's probably good not keeping it all inside.

I just hope that you're proud of what I'm doing and have faith in my decisions. I will try hard and not give up. I just want to say sorry for anything I have ever done wrong. And I'm doing it all for you mom. I love you.

P.S. Very Important Document.

Your son,

Diego Rincon
To be conservative, I have to preface my military prognostications with the statement that I am not a military professional. I have read an awful lot in the field of military history, studying all ages of the subject. I also stay abreast of modern military affairs. That doesn't mean that I have the gift of prophecy or anything.

That being said, I believe the world will begin to see a significant crumbling of the defenses around Baghdad later this week, and increasing and obvious momentum toward final victory in the next week to ten days. There will also be significant evidence that the rats in the capital are not only losing that final battle, but losing it badly. Saddam is either dead as a Python pet shop parrot, or such an incredible coward that he will not give the least bit of credible evidence of his continued existence. Such is the fate of bullies, big or small. When the handwriting is on the wall (an appropriate reference if ever there was one), many more in Iraq will abandon their untenable position. Lots of folks are saying months, not weeks. It's weeks not months, and not all that many weeks. The haggard survivors of the Medina Republican Guards Division will get the word out that there is truly no hope. The stragglers of the Fedayeen from Basra and Nasariya will do the same. Literally nothing has worked as they wanted, and Operation Iraqi Freedom is already the most remarkably successful military campaign since the last time someone attacked France.

It's still a deadly battlefield environment, and I'm prayerfully grateful for those who serve. They're becoming the leaders, the torch-bearers of the next generation of the armed forces of the greatest nation in history... at least until the Lord returns.

Courage and Faith.
If you have a Saddam death euphemism, please email me. Here are a few samples:

He's singing the blues with Elvis...
...Talking theology with Mohammed...
...Reliving old times with Hitler and Stalin...
...Discussing long range strategy with Osama.
'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This Saddam is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies! 'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!! THIS IS AN EX-SADDAM!!