Eighty-two years.
That’s a lifetime for some. And it’s longer than a lifetime for others.
Eighty-two years ago today. Over 2,000 lives ended. That many lifetimes complete so quickly and in the same place, and short lifetimes at that.
Consequently, on December 7, 1941, at a little country church in rural Missouri, the news came of the attack on the U.S. Naval base at Pearl Harbor.
The little congregation went home and went about their lives as usual, unsure of what to do except to pray and pray some more. It was a day that determined whether or not the United States entered a war.
A few of our family members went overseas to join the fight. But those in the United States Military wasn’t the only one who entered a war. They entered a different kind of battle on their knees. There were a lot of country folk who did a lot of praying during that time.
You wouldn’t believe me if I told you what I’ve heard from eyewitnesses, but I’m convinced that those little country churches, in those rural country settings, with those faithful country people, are some of the main reasons for victory against the enemy at the time.
We are far removed from the events of that day. But we are still experiencing the impact of the actions of that era in history. We are products of the outcome a lifetime later.
And I, for one, am a result of the little country church in the rural backwoods setting with the faithful country people. My life has been and still is indelibly impacted by the events that took place during those years.
It was a lifetime ago for some, but lifetimes from now, the ripple of prayer and faith in God during troubling times will still be reaching far beyond the point of impact in the early 1940s.
I am the product of prayer, faithfulness, and good ole country people.
to those who came before me,
– Caleb
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