The seeds planted.

Looking at the 65th anniversary of D-day, the young men and women who sacrificed their lives contributed to the freedom that we now experience. It is upon their blood that our lives rest upon. Having a country that is one and not divided by competing outside rulers.

It is hard to look at the country at times to see how divisive it is at times. But that is the beauty of this thing called democracy. We can have many people coming out at many different directions. Yet, it is the unifying thread of the blood and sacrifice of others. In my hometown of Bridgeport CT, they had the unveiling of the World War II memorial. It was surrounded with almost the same hype and excitement as that of the Extreme makeover team which has the audience scream in advance, "move that bus."

While there was no bus to move, the unveiling happened by one who designed the granite memorial who has seen 2 battles in Iraq and another gentleman in the armed forces. As the white canvas came off, the black granite, simple yet magnificent, came into view.

And this brings me into view the cross of Christ which represents the ultimate in the blood spilled for us. Of how Christ had to spill his blood for us to live. To give us a transfusion of life for which we are to breathe.

Those transfusions continue to flow inward as the church and the faith is built on the blood of the martyrs as a DVD stated. For the first seeds of the church indeed stand on the blood of the martyrs. Marked by the bravery of soul, whether defending the land of freedom or the bulwarks of faith for generations to come.

So thanks be to the foot soldiers who allowed these things to happen.

Happy D-Day to all!!!!!