Reader Joe Wolking passed along a poem I\u2019d like to share with you. It speaks to law enforcement officers, by extension offers homage also to firefighter\/paramedics and all those on the medical front during the current crisis:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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We will never know the price of freedom
Until we have been willing to bear the cost
We won’t know the chill of winter
Until we have felt the frost
As soldiers go into battle
Blue warriors on the street
Sleepless they lay fearing defeat
Another job another day the price of failure, deep
If they fail to react death their soul may keep
A stand at a wall or serving in the city
They need our prayers and for the burdens they bear, our pity
Before we judge these brothers and sisters
A question we must ask
If their cross I did bear
Could I carry their task?
Each day we must pray for their safety and home
Each day they would feel
Never are they alone
To a soldier in battle and the blue warriors in the fight
I will pray for you in the morning and before resting at night
That Angels protect you as you carry out your day
That God will always shape you
As a potter shapes his clay
50 States 50 Stars
Bagpipes mourn from afar
A warrior’s place A lovers face
They returned to our God of Creation<\/em>
May We feel saving grace from blood that birthed a nation <\/em>
May my prayer be a cloak that guards you from the frost<\/em>
I know the price of freedom<\/em>
Because you are willing to pay the cost<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n