eavenly Father, today we remember with pride and with sorrow our soldiers whose blood was spilled in distant hostile lands. We are thankful for their sacrifice, and the loss endured by their wives, parents, children, and comrades, so that we can continue our quality of life in our free and beautiful nation. There is no greater love than that a man should give his life for his friends, and yet more for friends unknown. We beg of you that you found these soldiers before they gave their lives, and promoted them into your celestial army. Forgive their sins, and comfort their friends and families here at home. Do not let their deaths be in vain: the sands of Arabia are dry and parched and cannot receive their fill of blood, but we pray for the day when those wildernesses are transformed into a garden. Amen.



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