I walked Molly down to the beach tonight as she insists on every night that it is not raining. In the dark sky the stars twinkled and I pondered the events of the past few days. The roar of the surf and the phosphorescent waves breaking on the white sands of the beach are comforting and the fact that the dog likes the walk and is funny to watch makes it most enjoyable and relaxing experiences outside of baseball that I know. I am able to do a lot of thinking, and even some praying in the stillness of these night walks. Last night was all about the tapestry of military life and relationships.
Despite its size the US Military is quite small in relationship to the rest of the population. Military life is unpredictable and the relationships that we have with each other are very interconnected in ways that are seldom duplicated in the civilian world. That is especially true of those that serve together overseas, in combat zones or deployed on ships for long periods of time.
Our lives become bound together and even though our service together may be measured in but a few years or in some cases months, the ongoing friendship and relationships go on the rest of our lives. I have seen that growing up as my parents Navy friends and the tapestry is quite amazing.
Gerry and I at his Retirement
Gerry and I go a ways back and have been together through good times and bad, promotions and success, deployments but also difficult times. During those times we have been able to be there for each other, from the unexpected death of his wife from a heart attack to him being there for me after my return from Iraq. He attended my promotion to Lieutenant Commander and I had the honor of officiating at his retirement ceremony.
Gerry and his family experienced another hard blow when his four year old grandson was critically injured last week. We talked about it but decided to wait for me to travel to Virginia. However late on Saturday night I received a call from the duty chaplain for the Norfolk area asking if I would come to baptize my friend’s grandson. The duty chaplain is another long time friend who responded to the situation and helped support Gerry and his family during the crisis on Saturday.
My command gave me the permission to make the trip which involved me having to pass the on call chaplain duty to one of my subordinate chaplains. It is amazing how in the Navy more often than not commands will do whatever they can to care for their sailors and families. We tend to look out for each other. Some commands are better than others but I really don’t know any other organization that works as hard to make sure that their people and families get support in crisis situations as the Navy does. It is not perfect and sometimes thing don’t work out but more often than not the people that run the organization know the importance of taking care of the Navy family.
Gerry’s grandson appears to be making his way out of danger and the baptism service at the bedside in the Pediatric ICU was very special. Please pray for little Evan as he continues to recover and his family as they navigate the difficult times ahead.
Before I drove back to North Carolina Monday morning I had coffee with my friend after doing some more ministry with the family. We talked of the specialness of the Navy family and the friends that we know that will be there for us. Having been on the both sides of this equation I can say that it is something special.
Of course I will continue to be in contact with my friend and his family and see them on the times that I visit my own dear wife Judy, who as some many other Navy wives do is spent another Valentine’s day without me. At least the gift that I ordered got to her on time and she is happy with it even though I could not be there. I have lost count of the number of special days that we have been apart during my career in both the Army and the Navy. But that is another subject for another time.
The subject is the relationships that our lives our part of an indelible tapestry woven together with the lives of others. The tapestry is not simply composed of the most beautiful or pleasant events, often it is woven out of the tragedy and suffering that brings us together.
On Friday I will be conducting a memorial service for one of our sailors that died just two months before he was to retire. I did not know him well, but he touched many lives and in addition to his family many sailors will be coming in for this memorial service at their own expense from all parts of the country.
With members of my boarding team on the USS Hue City in the Arabian Gulf 2002
In the Navy and for that matter in the rest of the military we share the dangers and hardships of defending our country, deploying away from our families, and going to war. Our families share in that as well. Our lives and experiences be they be joyful, triumphal or painful are shared. It is in reality so much like the words of Henry V in Shakespeare’s play of the same name; “we few, we happy few, we band of brothers….”